Luyện nghe bài hát When I Was Gone

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

I was, in jail wit' all
You was waiting to exhale fucking wit all
My said I should accept yo apology
But fuck that, that's reverse psychology
I love you no more, and I think you a ho
You let a go too long, without no sto
For all my doing time, I know how it get
Yo disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip

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

I was gone
I heard you was fuckin' on
Love you I can never
When I was
You tried to take a advantage of a
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 these hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes

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

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

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

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

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

I was gone