Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Gone Miss Me

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

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

Bust on the cops 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 back on the map

Check my styles, my files
I've been gangbangin' I was a juvenile
They cut me loose in nine-deuce I swore to the whole truth
it gangbang 100 proof

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

Raindrops, fallin' on my
Fuckin' with haters, messin' with my bread
'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head
Fuckin' with them haters, 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 knee deep and can't creep no
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' like the
It's evident, shit I'm good

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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