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

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

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

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

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

Raindrops, fallin' on my
with them haters, messin' with my bread
Talkin' 'bout the raindrops, on my head
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 knee deep and creep no more
I had to move South on the low-low, fo' sho' doe

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

I moved out the hood I should
And then they had the nerve to call me
But I give a fuck, if I'm misunderstood
20 Crip slip, yeah, it's all to the good

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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