Luyện nghe bài hát When They Gone

it's 1995, a lot of brothers died
a lot of sisters, them mothers, fathers
and aunties, and grandmoms to cry
now he's nothin but a memory, he to be a friend of me
said he'd never die, but now he's 6 feet
with at tombstone, oh my god my brothers
and I don't even think I can go on
cause it
to lose someone you to this madness
and killing, murder, em up, the game of drugs
doctors pumped his chest, my said let him rest
a team up and put him to his final test
got cold, God rest his soul
he walked out his body to fuckin episode
then the window
then they put him in the 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 seen him before he (talked to him)
but when gone, that's when we realized
front, back, side to
but who be the next nigga to roll in that black ride
front, back, side to
it be you
the next victim to take a ride in that ride

just another homicide for the West Coast
fools gettin took out the game at the fuckin drop of a
the games deep, I toss in my sleep
but would a nigga live to see two-three
killin don't fase me, fools think I'm
Muslims on every corner, they handing out daisies
name scratched off the wall, ain't no call
used to slang bean pies, now it's about the white
only 15, already got
and working the ghetto like Jack work some beans
livin off a high, gold on this ride
bitches on the side, but only livin to
that a shame, took him out the game
same fool we use to roll with, out his name
popped him in his chest, didn't wear his
some day his kid took his step, he took his last breath

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

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

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

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

I wish I could have seen them before they (talked to em)
but when they gone, when we realize