Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Gone Miss Me

Y'all gone me
Yeah, y'all gone me
miss what you had 'til it's gone
Yeah, gone miss me
Y'all miss me
Yeah, y'all miss me

Hmm, who that that brought you that gangsta shit
Befo' you was even ready for it?
you how to tie a flag on your head
And represent your motherfuckin' set you're dead

on the cops while I cuss the Feds
Roll a joint, in the bathtub head
Put the G in the P, the G to a ki
Put the West Coast on the map baby

Check my styles, check my
I've gangbangin' since I was a juvenile
They cut me loose in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole
Keep it gangbang 100

Everybody say, "Ay Snoop", did Row pay me?
Look here young loc, shit it's all to the
I really can't off the past, on the real I had a blast
Tupac, rest in peace and God bless all my

Raindrops, fallin' on my
Fuckin' with them haters, messin' my bread
Talkin' 'bout the raindrops, on my head
with them haters, sleepin' in my bed

Ain't no to this shit, ain't no gimmick
P good lookin' out homeboy, salute my Lieutenant
I'm in it knee deep and can't creep no
I had to move down on the low-low, fo' sho' doe

Dippin' through the with Fiend, Magic, Pokey
Mystikal, V-90, C, Boz and P
on tint, ridin' like the President
It's evident, shit I'm doin'

I out the hood like I should
And then they had the to call me Hollywood
But I give a fuck, if I'm misunderstood
20 don't slip, yeah, it's all to the good

Yeah, the homies got twist too, whatchu
Oh, the homies might get me? get you
here, don't try it, and don't deny it
And pay 'em no mind Dogg, man I'm tryin'

Raindrops, on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, with my bread
I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, on my head
with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed

Just you thought I was gone, I'm back on
Knick-knack-paddy-wack give the Dogg a
With a gang of
Rottweilers and doberman pinschers, killers

The illest, cap peelers, you ever wanna meet
Straight up out the ghetto where they pack the heavy
I got my hand on the wheel, my on the gas pedal
I'm Dogg-House to the next level

And buckin' two at the devil
Run up on his ass, and blast, like a
Turn up the treble 'cause I hit you the bass
Remember my and remember my face

Remember these words, and the taste
And remember, we all gotta leave this
I'm to stay focused, I'm the loc'est in the game
The Rap Minister, Mr. G Thang

Raindrops, on my head
Fuckin' the wrong folks, messin' with my spread
I'm 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Messin' with my baby, sleepin' in my bed

gone miss me
Y'all miss me
Y'all gone me
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