Letra de Missing You
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This is dedicated to someone very special to me
That I lost. It's been four years and three months
That I lost. It's been four years and three months
Homie, I miss that bitch, we used to go and get it
Fine ass, red bones, straight gangsta wid it
If a nigga was at her, she would be one of my ribs
Knew where the satans' at, had the keys to the crib
Rob a nigga slangin' thugs and drugs, workin' them profiles
She used to keep me in them silk shoes and crocodiles
Chillin' in my Jacuzzi tub me and my girl
One day we started talkin' bout topplin' the world
She said Dada, let's get outta the game
Just image we make a positive change
Nah, there's more to life together, growin' older
She said ? lookin' ova our shoulder
I think for a second, pause, she was right
Live by the gun, you might die tonight
But before our plans could ever manifest
Somebody put a bullet in my bitch here with a Snippin' West
She's the realest bitch, the realest bitch I knew
Now I'm on the run, baby, and I am missing you
All I got is memories, and that's just what it do
You took a bullet girl, and now I am missing you
Before you smoke my bitch, we had plans and shit
Hit this last lick that would have made us hella rich
Hmm, she knew this trick named Joey
Connected to the Italian mob, strike low key
Now get the info from this trick and get right back
See that the pussy only good, he told us where the bricks at
It's in the back of a storage, in a warehouse
Popped the motherfucker for three hundred birds and dipped out
I call my bitch and say meet me at the airport at seven a.m.
Bags packed, fly to Japan, but I knew that something was wrong
She didn't show at all, that's when I got the phone call
Hello, we got yo fuckin' girl, moody,
We bout to run a fuckin' train on her coochie
Motherfucker, if you touch one hair, yo ass is through
He shot my chick in the head and said we comin' for you
She's the realest bitch, the realest bitch I knew
Now I'm on the run, baby, and I am missing you
All I got is memories, and that's just what it do
You took a bullet girl, and now I am missing you
Fine ass, red bones, straight gangsta wid it
If a nigga was at her, she would be one of my ribs
Knew where the satans' at, had the keys to the crib
Rob a nigga slangin' thugs and drugs, workin' them profiles
She used to keep me in them silk shoes and crocodiles
Chillin' in my Jacuzzi tub me and my girl
One day we started talkin' bout topplin' the world
She said Dada, let's get outta the game
Just image we make a positive change
Nah, there's more to life together, growin' older
She said ? lookin' ova our shoulder
I think for a second, pause, she was right
Live by the gun, you might die tonight
But before our plans could ever manifest
Somebody put a bullet in my bitch here with a Snippin' West
She's the realest bitch, the realest bitch I knew
Now I'm on the run, baby, and I am missing you
All I got is memories, and that's just what it do
You took a bullet girl, and now I am missing you
Before you smoke my bitch, we had plans and shit
Hit this last lick that would have made us hella rich
Hmm, she knew this trick named Joey
Connected to the Italian mob, strike low key
Now get the info from this trick and get right back
See that the pussy only good, he told us where the bricks at
It's in the back of a storage, in a warehouse
Popped the motherfucker for three hundred birds and dipped out
I call my bitch and say meet me at the airport at seven a.m.
Bags packed, fly to Japan, but I knew that something was wrong
She didn't show at all, that's when I got the phone call
Hello, we got yo fuckin' girl, moody,
We bout to run a fuckin' train on her coochie
Motherfucker, if you touch one hair, yo ass is through
He shot my chick in the head and said we comin' for you
She's the realest bitch, the realest bitch I knew
Now I'm on the run, baby, and I am missing you
All I got is memories, and that's just what it do
You took a bullet girl, and now I am missing you
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