Y'all Gone Miss Me Lyrics

Y'all gone miss me Yeah, y'all gone miss me Never miss what you had 'til it's gone Yeah, y'all gone miss me Y'all gone miss me Yeah, y'all gone miss me
Hmm, who that nigga that brought you that gangsta shit Befo' you motherfuckers was even ready for it? Showed you how to tie a flag on your head And represent your motherfuckin' set 'til you're dead
Bust on the cops while I cuss the Feds Roll a joint, in the bathtub gettin' head Put the G in the P, flipped the G to a ki Put the West Coast back on the map baby
Check my styles, check my files I've been gangbangin' since I was a juvenile They cut me loose in nine-deuce I swore to tell the whole truth Keep it gangbang 100 proof
Everybody say, "Ay Snoop", did Death Row pay me? Look here young loc, shit it's all to the gravy I really can't trip off the past, on the real I had a blast Tupac, rest in peace and God bless all my enemies
Raindrops, fallin' on my head Fuckin' with them haters, messin' with my bread Talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head Fuckin' with them haters, sleepin' in my bed
Ain't no limit to this shit, ain't no gimmick Master P good lookin' out homeboy, salute my Lieutenant I'm in it knee deep and can't creep no more I had to move down South on the low-low, fo' sho' doe
Dippin' through the woods with Fiend, Magic, Pokey Mystikal, V-90, C, Boz and P Windows on tint, ridin' like the President It's evident, shit I'm doin' good
I moved out the hood like I should And then they had the nerve to call me Hollywood But I don't give a fuck, if I'm misunderstood 20 Crip don't slip, yeah, it's all to the good
Yeah, the homies got twist too, whatchu say? Oh, the homies might get me? They'll get you Listen here, don't try it, and don't deny it And don't pay 'em no mind Dogg, man I'm tryin'
Raindrops, fallin' on my head Fuckin' with them haters, messin' with my bread I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head Messin' with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed
Just when you thought I was gone, I'm back on Knick-knack-paddy-wack give the Dogg a home With a gang of pitbulls Rottweilers and doberman pinschers, bonafide killers
The illest, cap peelers, that you ever wanna meet Straight up out the ghetto where they pack the heavy metal I got my hand on the wheel, my foot on the gas pedal I'm drivin' Dogg-House to the next level
And buckin' two shots at the devil Run up on his ass, and blast, like a rebel Turn up the treble 'cause I hit you with the bass Remember my name and remember my face
Remember these words, and remember the taste And remember, we all gotta leave this place I'm tryin' to stay focused, I'm the loc'est in the game The Rap Prime Minister, Mr. G Thang
Raindrops, fallin' on my head Fuckin' with the wrong folks, messin' with my spread I'm talkin' 'bout the raindrops, fallin' on my head Messin' with my baby, who's sleepin' in my bed
Y'all gone miss me Y'all gone miss me Y'all gone miss me ...