Luyện nghe bài hát When They Gone

it's 1995, a lot of done died
a lot of sisters, them mothers, them
and aunties, and left to cry
now he's but a memory, he used to be a friend of me
said he'd never die, but now 6 feet deep
with at tombstone, oh my god my brothers
and I don't even fuckin I can go on
it hurts
to lose someone you love to madness
and killing, murder, shoot em up, the of drugs
doctors pumped his chest, my said let him rest
a team rolled up and put him to his test
got cold, God rest his soul
he walked out his to another fuckin episode
the window opened
then put him in the final frontier
you know happened in the end

I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him)
but when they gone, when we realized
I wish I could have him before he died (talked to him)
but when they gone, that's when we
front, back, to side
but who will be the next to roll in that black ride
front, back, side to
it be you
the victim to take a ride in that black ride

another homicide for the West Coast Times
fools gettin out the game at the fuckin drop of a dime
the games gettin deep, I toss in my
but would a young live to see two-three
killin fase me, fools think I'm crazy
Muslims on every corner, handing out black daisies
name scratched off the wall, ain't no final
to slang bean pies, now it's about the white wall
only 15, already got
and working the ghetto like Jack Stark work some
livin off a high, gold ones on this
on the side, but only livin to retire
ain't that a shame, took him out the
same fool we use to with, yelled out his name
popped him in his chest, didn't his vest
some day his kid took his first step, he took his breath

I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him)
but they gone, that's when we realized
I wish I have seen him before he died (talked to him)
but when they gone, when we realized
front, back, to side
but who will be the next nigga to roll in that black
front, back, side to
it be you
the next to take a ride in that black ride

who's the white sheet
bring the yellow tape
the ghetto him under, today will be a sad day
ain't no time to cry, no time to shed some
you knoe the way he died, the way he lived
who was his killer, found him on his knees
same with his wife and his kid left to breath
hopin this a nightmare
one pop and he's there
God rest his soul, left his kid in the
stabbed for his life, his daddy the ghetto flight
and at the funeral, mama say boy you know gonna be alright
but now gone, ain't nobody to run his home
another kingpin stripped from the throne
lost at the game of life, ain't no to think twice
the same fool he trusted, and now sleeps with his
tagged his toe, him in the ziplock
another nigga flip-flop, popped slanging that crack rock
now he's gone, Grace his last song
6 ballers carried him out the church, to his ass home
4 lemons, 3 Cutlass, 2 El Doggs, a cop and the
everybody had lights on
and the straps pops to lower him down in the grave
see it was sad the way his fuckin family
his family crying, but everybody to die
but you wont feel what feel
until somebody in your dies

I I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)
but when gone, that's when we realized
I wish I could seen him before he died (talked to him)
but when gone, that's when we realized
front, back, side to
but who will be the nigga to roll in that black ride
front, back, side to
it be you
the next victim to take a ride in that black
front, back, side to
it be me
the next victim to take a ride in that black

and know this black on black crime gotta cease
this go out to all my motherfucking dead out there
my little Kevin Miller
Gordon, Vernell Jackson
my D Fuller, Dandon Washington
Pimp Dad, Plan-B, Earl
ya'll know this shoot-em-up, bang shit got to stop
cause a town get than a motherfucker
all my out here in Richmond
you know I'm sayin
all my niggas out there in the
Easter Hill, Richmond
in Portchester, P-7
all my dead soldiers
gonna be missed
and all my motherfuckin down in New Orleans
Calliope
motherfuckin murder rate higher than a
ya'll gonna till we all motherfuckin gone
say goodbye to all my niggas in Texas, Washington, LA
my niggas out in Kansas City
Cincinatti, Detroit, Alabama,
and all motherfuckin niggas that don't understand
what this shit is all
you gonna reminisce
a fat ass splif
let this beat roll
cause al the niggas is

I wish I could have seen before they died (talked to em)
but when they gone, that's we realize