Luyện nghe bài hát When They Gone

it's 1995, a lot of brothers died
a lot of sisters, them mothers, them
and aunties, and left to cry
now he's nothin but a memory, he to be a friend of me
said 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
it hurts
to lose someone you love to madness
and killing, murder, shoot em up, the game of
doctors pumped his chest, my daddy let him rest
a rolled up and put him to his final test
got cold, God rest his soul
he walked out his body to another episode
then the opened
then they put him in the final
you know what in the end

I I could have seen 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 next nigga to roll in black ride
front, back, to side
it be you
the next victim to take a in that black ride

just another homicide for the West Times
fools gettin took out the game at the drop of a dime
the games gettin deep, I toss in my
but would a young live to see two-three
killin don't fase me, fools I'm crazy
on every corner, they handing out black daisies
name off the wall, ain't no final call
used to slang bean pies, now it's the white wall
15, already got fiends
and working the ghetto like Jack Stark work beans
off a high, gold ones on this ride
bitches on the side, but livin to retire
ain't that a shame, 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 step, he took his last breath

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

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

I I could have seen 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, to side
but who will be the next nigga to roll in that black
front, back, side to
it be you
the next victim to a ride in that black ride
front, back, side to
it be me
the next victim to a ride in that black ride

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

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