Luyện nghe bài hát When I Was Gone

When I was
I heard you was on whoever
Love you again? I can
I was gone
You tried to take a of a nigga
Had me pull a on a nigga (On a nigga)
Thass' why you love these hoes
Thass' why you love these hoes
why you don't love these hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes

I was, in jail all niggas
You was waiting to exhale wit all niggas
My momma said I should accept yo
But fuck that, that's reverse psychology
I dont you no more, and I think you a ho
You let a nigga go too long, no sto
For all my doing time, I know how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn a flip

Once upon a time, I thought I love but then she played me
I was gone, came back now my baby, a baby
I know you was cheatin', I was town eatin'
But players we don't get mad, we get even
But is why I lost feelings, cause if these hoes ain't fully flippin',
Then cartwheeling

When I was
I heard you was on whoever
you again? I can never
When I was
You tried to a advantage of a nigga
Had me a hammer on a nigga. (On a nigga)
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you love these hoes
Thass' why you don't love these
Thass' why you don't these hoes

She got a nigga in here, hot (dumb hot)
Tell a bitch, up its in that green dot
a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurps
I bought a from my cellmate, she dont even text a nigga no kind of sex-play
Fuck that bitch, I'mma have the lil home rush that bitch

I say my bail too high, my too low
My case too slow, from my P.O
I just got out I just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out
And my lawyer say the coming to trial,
On top of that I heard my main bitch fuckin'
Im and shit, my lady prolly sellin' her clit, no money on my books
A taking L'S wit this bitch!

I was gone
I heard you was on whoever
you again? I can never
When I was
You tried to take a of a nigga
Had me a hammer on a nigga. (On a nigga)
why you don't love these hoes
Thass' why you don't these hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't love these

If I put my trust in a bitch, I'll be hurt
Shoulda known you wasn't shit that fake louie purse
You broke, dumb and
Really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya a old ratchet hoochie
You couldn't stay down if you was to the floor,
Three baby daddy's I tryna be fo' (uh-uh)
Thass why I got no love these hoes, sucka duckin', you be all the bros

When I was gone, I heard you was fuckin on budda, in the hood gettin gudda
When I was gone, you was hangin on the block, bitch I dont like you on da block
When I ain't home, you be doing hella ho
I ain't heard up in this bitch?
Run my door, or pull a blade on you bitch
Pen it til she on you bitch
And I ain't
My went big on the sto and you ain't even yo phone
And now a on, lost all respect for you bitch
You can burn, I ain't gonna spit on you

When I was