Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry I'm Away So Much

(Xzibit talking)
Come here Tre, what's up son, on
To it may concern, yeah, listen
Sorry I'm so much, yeah, yeah
All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, me
Uh, sorry I'm so much, yeah

(Xzibit)
My son was born about four and a half ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast they
I came to know his likes and his dislikes, yeah
Video games, taught him how to ride his bike
This is the life my nigga, I see you gettin all upset
I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you about
Tryna make it in world and provide for you
on them overseat plane rides I miss you too
Never knew I would have to be away so much
Five thousand dollar phone bills in touch
We Starskey and Hutch, yeah, we for life, yeah
I rock mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I too tight
Long nights in the take me away
Gettin mad I'm tired and you want me to play
Money can't replace time, I'm just tryna get you outta the relyin
And your mind my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah,

(Chorus-X)
Look, I'm away so much
Understand me,
for you, hah, yeah (you, and you, and you)
C'mon, look, I'm away so much
Huh, we it gangsta

(Xzibit)
I got a brother down, he be out in a couple
for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but muscle
Now broadcastin from behind the wall
Stayin tight through long kites and calls
Gettin hype you see your brother on T.V.
Can't wait for your release so you can with me
Arrange everything exactly how supposed to be
For right now a thousand, J, stay lo-key
You say Xzibit, whyn't you pay a nigga a visit
Time limits got me movin a million a minute
Knee deep, gotta while the iron is hot
Still eat and keep the lights on when it's not
Sleepin on cots, bullet wounds got you in
I wish I was there to snatch you up of the cops
it, do the time and get it out of the way
You goin from to corporate nigga in one day (in one day)

(Chorus)

(Quik)
Now I ain't been this hot before
So in essence obvious, I ain't never been this out before
I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 a year
Up in the studio freakin and mixin in here
but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, women and sheer
Callin niggas there
Not the kinda place I really wanna my son
Get on Dane, gon' in there and have you some fun
Used to be that ??? be up there ya clothes
While I'm with you on the Playstation showin you
Hit the X stupid, forward, left, right, X
Now I'm get your college fund, bustin with X

(Suga Free)
Come here, give here dada,
no no don't do that mama 'cause be back
Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, flashy ???, you can see
You tryna out
why dada to you through this glass on the phone
Ooh, I socked a bitch and then she snitched, but be home
Can't keep me away, just stay away

(Chorus-Suga Free)
(Suga Free to fade)