Y`all Gone Miss Me — текст песни (Snoop Dogg f KoKane)

{*fades in*} .. {y`all gone miss me}
Yeah y`all gone miss me
{*harmonizing*} 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

[Snoop Dogg]
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 bay-bee
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
E`rybody 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

[Chorus: KoKane]
Rain-drops, falling 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

[Snoop Dogg]
Ain`t No Limit to this shit, ain`t no gimmick
Master P good lookin out homeboy, salute my Lieutenant (at ease)
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 (ya heard me?)
Windows on tint, ridin like the President
It`s evident, shit I`m doin good (yeah)
I moved out the hood like I should (say what?)
And then they had the nerve to call me Hollywood (nigga what?)
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

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Snoop Dogg]
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
Bonafied 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 DoggHouse to the next level (woof)
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

[Chorus Two: KoKane]
Rain-drops, fallin on my head
Fuckin with the wrong folks, messin with my spread
Talkin bout the raindrops, fallin on my head
Messin with my ba-by, who`s sleepin in my bed

{*harmonizing to fade with interjections of y`all gone miss me*}