Y'all Gone Miss Me              
             
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


             
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