Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Gone Miss Me

Y'all gone me
Yeah, y'all miss me
Never what you had 'til it's gone
Yeah, y'all gone me
Y'all miss me
Yeah, y'all miss me

Hmm, who that nigga that brought you that gangsta
Befo' you motherfuckers was even for it?
Showed you how to tie a flag on head
And represent your motherfuckin' set 'til dead

Bust on the cops while I the Feds
a joint, in the bathtub gettin' 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 been gangbangin' since I was a
They cut me in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole truth
Keep it 100 proof

say, "Ay Snoop", did Death Row pay me?
Look here young loc, it's all to the gravy
I really trip off the past, on the real I had a blast
Tupac, rest in peace and God all my enemies

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

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

through the woods with Fiend, Magic, Pokey
Mystikal, V-90, C, Boz and P
Windows on tint, ridin' the President
evident, shit I'm doin' good

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

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

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

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

The illest, cap peelers, that you ever meet
Straight up out the ghetto where they pack the metal
I got my hand on the wheel, my on the gas pedal
I'm drivin' to the next level

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

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

Raindrops, fallin' on my
Fuckin' with the wrong folks, messin' with my
I'm talkin' the raindrops, fallin' on my head
with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed

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