Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Gone Miss Me

Y'all gone me
Yeah, gone miss me
Never miss what you had 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 ready for it?
Showed you how to tie a on your head
And represent motherfuckin' set 'til you're dead

Bust on the cops I cuss the Feds
a joint, in the bathtub gettin' head
Put the G in the P, the G to a ki
Put the West Coast back on the map

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

Everybody say, "Ay Snoop", did Row pay me?
here young loc, shit it's all to the gravy
I really can't trip off the past, on the real I had a
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 them haters, in my bed

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

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

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

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 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
Messin' with my baby, who's in my bed

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

The illest, cap peelers, that you ever wanna
Straight up out the ghetto where pack the heavy metal
I got my hand on the wheel, my foot on the gas
I'm drivin' Dogg-House to the 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 words, and remember the taste
And remember, we all gotta this place
I'm tryin' to stay focused, I'm the in the game
The Rap Prime Minister, Mr. G

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

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