Luyện nghe bài hát When They Gone

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

I wish I could have seen him before he (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 they gone, 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 black

just another for the West Coast Times
fools gettin took out the game at the fuckin of a dime
the games gettin deep, I in my sleep
but would a young nigga to see two-three
killin don't fase me, think I'm crazy
Muslims on every corner, they handing out black
name scratched off the wall, no final call
used to slang bean pies, now it's about the wall
only 15, got fiends
and working the ghetto like Jack work some beans
livin off a high, gold on this ride
on the side, but only livin to retire
ain't a shame, took him out the game
fool we use to roll 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 him before he died (talked to him)
but they gone, that's when we realized
I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him)
but when they gone, when we realized
front, back, side to
but who will be the nigga to roll in that black ride
front, back, to side
it be you
the next to take a ride in that black ride

under the white sheet
somebody the yellow tape
the ghetto took him under, today be a sad day
no time to cry, no time to shed some tears
you knoe the way he died, the way he lived
who was his killer, found him dead on his
same room with his wife and his kid left to
hopin this a nightmare
one pop and outta there
God rest his soul, left his kid in the
for his life, his daddy took the ghetto flight
and at the funeral, say boy you know it's 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 he trusted, and now sleeps with his wife
tagged his toe, slapped him in the
nigga flip-flop, popped while slanging 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 pops to lower him down in the grave
see it was sad the way his family misbehave
his crying, but everybody gots to die
but you wont feel they feel
until in your family dies

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

and ya'll know black on black crime gotta cease
this go out to all my motherfucking soldiers out there
my little brother Kevin
Aunt Gordon, Vernell
my D Fuller, Dandon Washington
Pimp Dad, Plan-B, Gangsta
ya'll know this shoot-em-up, 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, Richmond
in Portchester, P-7
all my motherfuckin dead
gonna be missed
and all my motherfuckin down there in New
Projects
motherfuckin murder rate than a motherfucker
ya'll gonna learn till we all gone
gotta say goodbye to all my in Texas, Washington, LA
my niggas out in Kansas City
Cincinatti, Detroit, Alabama,
and all ya'll motherfuckin niggas that don't
this shit is all about
you gonna reminisce
smoke a fat ass
let motherfuckin beat roll
cause al the niggas is

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