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,
Sorry I'm so much, yeah, yeah
All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, me
Uh, I'm away so much, yeah

(Xzibit)
My son was about four and a half years ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast grow
I came to know about his and his dislikes, yeah
Video games, taught him how to his first bike
This is the my little nigga, I see you gettin all upset
When I leave the house, poutin, let me you about
Tryna make it in this world and for you
'Cause on them overseat plane I miss you too
Never knew that I would 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 squeeze too
Long in the studio take me away
Gettin mad I'm tired and you want me to play
Money can't replace time, I'm just get you outta the fine relyin
And expand your my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah,

(Chorus-X)
Look, I'm away so much
Understand me,
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 locked down, he be out in a couple
Knuckle for knuckle, a and nothin but muscle
Now broadcastin live from behind the
Stayin tight long kites and telephone calls
Gettin hype you see your brother on T.V.
wait for your release so you can roll with me
Arrange everything exactly how it's to be
For right now here's a thousand, J, lo-key
You say damn Xzibit, you pay a nigga a visit
limits got me movin a million miles a minute
Knee deep, gotta strike the iron is hot
Still eat and keep the lights on when it's not
Sleepin on cots, bullet got you in knots
I wish I was to snatch you up instead of the cops
it, do the time and get it out of the way
You goin convict to corporate nigga in one day (in one day)

(Chorus)

(Quik)
Now I ain't been this hot before
So in it's obvious, I ain't never been this out before
I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 times a
Up in the freakin and mixin rhymes in here
but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, women and sheer
Callin niggas there
Not the kinda place I wanna 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 you on the Playstation showin 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 dada be
Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, ???, you can see that
You tryna out
why dada talkin to you through glass on the phone
Ooh, I socked a bitch and she snitched, but I'll be home
Can't keep me away, can't stay away

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