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yg - when i was gone lyrics

[hook: yg]
when i was gone
i heard you was f-ckin’ on whoever
love you again? i can never
when i was gone
you tried to take a advantage of a n-gg-
had me pull a hammer on a n-gg-. (on a n-gg-)
th-ss’ why you don’t love these hoes
th-ss’ why you don’t love these hoes
th-ss’ why you don’t love these hoes
th-ss’ why you don’t love these hoes

[verse 1: yg]
i was….in jail wit’ all n-gg-s
you was waiting to exhale f-cking wit all n-gg-s
my momma said i should accept yo apology
but f-ck that, that’s just reverse psychology
i dont love you no more, and i think you a ho
you let a n-gg- go too long, without no sto
for all my n-gg-s doing time, i know how it get
yo homies disappear, and yo b-tch turn into a flip

[verse 2: rj]
once upon a time, i thought i found love but then she played me…
i was gone..came back now my baby, having a baby…
i know you was cheatin’, i was outta town eatin’
but real players we don’t get mad, we get even
but this is why i lost feelins’, cause if these hoes ain’t fully flippin, then they cartwheeling

[hook:yg]

[verse 3: tee cee]
she got a n-gg- in here, dumb hot (dumb hot)
tell a b-tch, hurry up its in that green dot
left a n-gg- in the dirt, now she like 7-eleven giving free slurps
i bought a celly from my cellmate, she dont even text a n-gg- no kind of s-x-play
f-ck that b-tch, imma have the lil home girls rush that b-tch

[verse 4: charlie hood]
i say my bail too high, my hopes too low
my case too slow, violation from my p.o
i just got out i shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out
and my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, on top of that i heard my main b-tch f-ckin’ around
im bangin’ and sh-t, my lady prolly sellin’ her cl-t, no money on my books
a n-gg- taking l’s wit this b-tch!

[hook: yg]

[verse 5: reem riches]
if i put my trust in a b-tch, i’ll always be hurt
shoulda known you wasn’t sh-t from that fake louie purse
you broke, dumb and goofy
really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie
you couldn’t stay down if you was nailed to the floor, three baby daddy’s i ain’t tryna be fo’ (uh-uh)
th-ss why i got no love these hoes, sucka duckin’, you be suckin all the bros…

[verse 6: slim 400]
when i was gone, i heard you was f-ckin on budda, hoein in the hood gettin gudda
when i was gone, heard you was hangin on the block…b-tch i dont like you on da block
when i ain’t home, you be doing h-lla ho sh-t
thinkin i ain’t heard up in this b-tch?
run my door, or imma pull a blade on you b-tch
pen it til she blast on you b-tch
and i ain’t wrong…
my telly went big on the sto and you ain’t even yo phone
and now a n-gg- on, lost all respect for you b-tch
you can burn, i ain’t gonna spit on you b-tch

[outro: yg]
when i was gone…

- yg lyrics

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