Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Gone Miss Me

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

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

Bust on the cops while I 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, my files
I've been gangbangin' I was a juvenile
They cut me in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole truth
Keep it gangbang 100

Everybody say, "Ay Snoop", did 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 and God bless all my enemies

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

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

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

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

Yeah, the homies got twist too, say?
Oh, the might 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, fallin' on my
with them haters, messin' with my bread
I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my
Messin' with my baby, sleepin' in my bed

Just 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 wanna meet
Straight up out the ghetto where 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 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 name and remember my

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

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

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