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 he's nothin but a memory, he to be a friend of me
said he'd die, but now he's 6 feet deep
at tombstone, oh my god my brothers gone
and I don't even think I can go on
cause it
to lose someone you love to this
and killing, murder, shoot em up, the game of
pumped his chest, my daddy said let him rest
a rolled up and put him to his final test
got cold, God rest his soul
he walked out his to another fuckin episode
then the window
then they put him in the frontier
you know happened in the end

I wish I could have him before 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, that's when we
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 to take a ride in that black ride

just homicide for the West Coast Times
fools gettin took out the game at the fuckin of a dime
the gettin deep, I toss in my sleep
but would a nigga live to see two-three
killin fase me, fools think I'm crazy
Muslims on every corner, they handing out daisies
name scratched off the wall, no final call
used to slang pies, now it's about the white wall
15, already got fiends
and working the ghetto Jack Stark work some beans
livin off a high, gold ones on ride
bitches on the side, but livin to retire
ain't that a shame, him out the game
same fool we use to roll with, 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 him before he died (talked to him)
but when they gone, when we realized
I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him)
but when they gone, that's 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 to take a ride in that black ride

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 time to shed some
you the way he died, the same way he lived
who was his killer, found him dead on his
same room with his and his kid left to breath
hopin that this a
one pop and he's there
God rest his soul, left his kid in the
for his life, his daddy took the ghetto flight
and at the funeral, mama say boy you know it's gonna be
but now he;s gone, ain't nobody to run his
another kingpin stripped from the ghetto
lost at the game of life, ain't no to think twice
the same fool he trusted, and now with his wife
tagged his toe, him in the ziplock
another nigga flip-flop, popped while slanging that rock
now he's gone, Grace his last song
6 carried 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 pops to lower him down in the
see it was sad the way his fuckin family
his family crying, but everybody to die
but you wont feel what feel
somebody in your family dies

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 they gone, that's 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 ride
front, back, to side
it be me
the next victim to a ride in that black ride

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

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