Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry I'm Away So Much

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

(Xzibit)
My son was born about and a half years ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast grow
I came to know about his likes and his dislikes,
Video games, taught him how to his first bike
This is the life my nigga, I see you gettin all upset
I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you about
Tryna it in this world and provide for you
'Cause on them overseat plane I miss you too
knew that I would have to be away so much
Five thousand phone bills keepin in touch
We and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life, yeah
I mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight
nights in the studio take me away
Gettin mad 'cause I'm and you want me to play
Money can't replace time, I'm just tryna get you outta the fine
And your mind my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah,

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

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

(Chorus)

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

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

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