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Y'All Gone Miss Me (Feat. 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]

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 motherfucking set 'til you're dead

Bust on the cops while I cuss the feds

Roll a joint in the bathtub getting 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 gang-banging since I was a juvenile

They cut me loose in nine deuce I swore to tell the whole truth

Keep it gang-bang 100 proof

Everybody say hey 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

Fucking with them haters messing with my bread

Talking bout the raindrops falling on my head

Fucking with them haters sleeping in my bed[Snoop Dogg]

Ain't no limit to this shit ain't no gimmick

Master p good looking 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

Dipping through the woods with fiend magic pokey

Mystikal v 90 see boz and p ya heard me

Windows on tint riding like the president

It's evident shit I'm doing 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 what you 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 trying[Chorus][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 want to 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 driving dogghouse to the next level woof

And bucking 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 trying to stay focused I'm the loc'est in the game

The rap prime minister Mr. G Thing[Chorus: x2]Harmonizing to fade with interjections of y'all gone miss me

Songwriters

JAGGER, MICK/RICHARDS, KEITHPublished by

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