Luyện nghe bài hát When I Was Gone

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

I was, in wit' all niggas
You was waiting to exhale wit all niggas
My momma said I accept yo apology
But fuck that, that's just reverse
I dont love you no more, and I you a ho
You let a go too long, without no sto
For all my niggas doing time, I how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn a flip

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

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 a hammer on a nigga. (On a nigga)
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't these hoes
Thass' why you don't love hoes
Thass' why you don't love these

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

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

When I was
I you was fuckin' on whoever
Love you I can never
I was gone
You tried to take a of a nigga
Had me pull a 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 hoes
Thass' why you love these hoes

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

When I was gone, I heard you was fuckin on budda, in the hood gettin gudda
When I was gone, heard you was hangin on the block, I dont like you on da block
When I home, you be doing hella ho shit
Thinkin I ain't heard up in this
Run my door, or I'mma 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 nigga on, all respect for you bitch
You can burn, I ain't gonna spit on you

I was gone