Представляем точный текст композиции "Missing Our Gs" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fat Pat . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Missing Our Gs» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fat Pat передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fat Pat - "Missing Our Gs"
Lyrics to Missing Our Gs : (feat. H.A.W.K., Double D) [talking] Man, sitting here thinking Knowing I miss yall boys, man I hope yall feel this, we miss you [Hook x2] How we, miss our Gs Everyday, all I do is dream and pray Hoping that, I can see my homie again [Fat Pat] Its been a whole year, youve been gone And I still find it hard, to just gold on Everybody misses you, P-A-T Especially your down ass partna, thats me Always on my mind, everytime I turn around Up early in the morning, watch em put you in the ground A sad day it is, on this New Years It seems like the heaven from above, sheds tears All my ghetto peers, dead or on lock 25 to life, it just aint right Praying that the Lord, dont take me in the night That long long flight, and aint no coming back Man I miss that Pat, and K.K Hoping that I see you boys again, one day Daytime from the Tre, Big Butler from that N Both of the Bubba twins, doing time in the Penn Partnas mean we kin, closer than friends So Im holding on, to the love to the end Our skin is a sin, thats why they lock us in The ghettos saying that our kind, just dont blend The Penitentiary, aint no place for us to go Its been eight long years, since I seen my kin folk Po out the liquor, roll a gang of smoke Im missing my homies mo and mo, and mo you feel me [Hook x2] [Double D] It was like yesterday, since me and you was chilling My nigga for life, even though life aint your game no mo Its still the same though, and me and you can feel it I know that you up in heaven, wait for me to come and kick it Im ready no doubt, nigga still tripping for nothing All of a sudden I thought it wasnt, then it came to busting Just lost my baby cousin, to the same shit How much deeper can pain get, Im ready to aim and click Reminiscing and missing you, and all these plans we had What can a nigga do, pull out some brew And make em feel it, when I say a rhyme Cause aint no telling, when my time coming Niggaz gunning, but I got no time for running You aint missing nothing, but drama and your mama I swear I walk these streets I pack my heat, niggaz dont care And to my Gs on lock, I pop the top Pull out some liquor for your tears, and all these lost years [Hook x2] [H.A.W.K.] Now time has gone by, and the years have passed Trying to block you out of my mind, is a complicated task I mash for my cream, but my job aint done Take it from John it aint no fun, its easier said than done To get over you, my boy Big B You gone but not forgotten, up in H.A.W.K.s memory Day-Lee I stop and stare, gaze in the air Knowing that nothing is impossible, through hope and prayer So my big bro, I know you know It happened a long time ago, but its hard for me to let go Now C-O and also, K.K. and Big Dead Doing time for the crime, keeping that family fed Hold your head up high, and avoid the shife Cause when the judge gave you ya sentence, he didnt say life Will I see you again, I know the thought is scary The Obituary cemetery, and then you buried hail Mary [Hook x4] [Big Moe singing] [ Missing Our Gs Lyrics ]
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