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, sorry I'm away so much,

(Xzibit)
My son was born about four and a years ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast grow
I came to know about his and his dislikes, yeah
games, taught him how to ride his first bike
This is the life my little nigga, I see you gettin all
When I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you
Tryna make it in world and provide for you
'Cause on them overseat plane I miss you too
Never knew that I would to be away so much
Five thousand phone bills keepin in touch
We Starskey and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life,
I mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight
Long nights in the studio me away
Gettin mad 'cause I'm and you want me to play
Money can't time, I'm just tryna get you outta the fine relyin
And expand your mind my lil' ni',
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 locked down, he be out in a couple
Knuckle for knuckle, a and nothin but muscle
Now broadcastin live from behind the
Stayin tight through long kites and telephone
Gettin when you see your brother on T.V.
Can't wait for your release so you can roll me
Arrange everything exactly how supposed to be
For right now here's a thousand, J, lo-key
You say damn Xzibit, you pay a nigga a visit
Time limits got me movin a million miles a
deep, gotta strike while the iron is hot
Still eat and keep the lights on when it's not
on cots, bullet 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 convict to corporate nigga in one day (in one day)

(Chorus)

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

(Suga Free)
Come here, that here dada,
no no don't do that mama 'cause be back
Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, ???, you can see that
You tryna out
why talkin to you through this glass on the phone
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 Free to fade)