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 grandmoms to cry
now nothin but a memory, he used to be a friend of me
said never die, but now he's 6 feet deep
with at tombstone, oh my god my brothers
and I even fuckin think I can go on
cause it
to lose you love to this 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 final
hands got cold, God rest his
he walked out his to another fuckin episode
then the window
then they put him in the frontier
you what happened in the end

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

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

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

who's under the sheet
somebody bring the yellow
the took him under, today will be a sad day
ain't no time to cry, no to shed some tears
you knoe the way he died, the same way he
who was his killer, found him on his knees
room with his wife and his kid left to breath
hopin this a nightmare
one pop and he's outta
God rest his soul, his kid in the wheelchair
stabbed for his life, his daddy the ghetto flight
and at the funeral, mama say boy you know gonna be alright
but now he;s gone, ain't to run his home
another kingpin stripped from the ghetto
lost at the of life, ain't no time to think twice
the same he trusted, and now sleeps with his wife
tagged his toe, him in the ziplock
another nigga flip-flop, popped while that crack rock
now he's gone, Amazing 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 when the straps pops to him down in the grave
see it was sad the way his family misbehave
his family crying, but gots to die
but you wont feel they feel
until somebody in your dies

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

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

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