Master P | Terjemahan Lagu: When They Gone

Terjemahan Lirik Lagu Master P - When They Gone

it’s 1995, a lot of brothers done died

a lot of sisters, them mothers, them fathers

and aunties, and grandmoms left to cry

now he’s nothin but a memory, he used to be a friend of me

said he’d never die, but now he’s 6 feet deep

with at tombstone, oh my god my brothers gone

and I don’t even fuckin think I can go on

cause it hurts

to lose someone you love to this madness

and killing, murder, shoot em up, the game of drugs

doctors pumped his chest, my daddy said let him rest

a team rolled up and put him to his final test

hands got cold, God rest his soul

he walked out his body to another fuckin episode

then the window opened

then they put him in the final frontier

you know what happened in the end


I wish I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)

but when they gone, that’s when we realized

I wish I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)

but when they gone, that’s when we realized

front, back, side to side

but who will be the next nigga to roll in that black ride

front, back, side to side

it might be you

the next victim to take a ride in that black ride


just another homicide for the West Coast Times

fools gettin took out the game at the fuckin drop of a dime

the games gettin deep, I toss in my sleep

but would a young nigga live to see two-three

killin don’t fase me, fools think I’m crazy

Muslims on every corner, they handing out black daisies

name scratched off the wall, ain’t no final call

used to slang bean pies, now it’s about the white wall

only 15, already got fiends

and working the ghetto like Jack Stark work some beans

livin off a high, gold ones on this ride

bitches on the side, but only livin to retire

ain’t that a shame, took him out the game

same fool we use to roll with, yelled out his name

popped him in his chest, didn’t wear his vest

some day his kid took his first step, he took his last breath


I wish I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)

but when they gone, that’s when we realized

I wish I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)

but when they gone, that’s when we realized

front, back, side to side

but who will be the next nigga to roll in that black ride

front, back, side to side

it might be you

the next victim to take a ride in that black ride


who’s under the white sheet

somebody bring the yellow tape

the ghetto took him under, today will be a sad day

ain’t no time to cry, no time to shed some tears

you knoe the way he died, the same way he lived

who was his killer, found him dead on his knees

same room with his wife and his kid left to breath

hopin that this a nightmare

one pop and he’s outta there

God rest his soul, left his kid in the wheelchair

stabbed for his life, his daddy took the ghetto flight

and at the funeral, mama say boy you know it’s gonna be alright

but now he;s gone, ain’t nobody to run his home

another kingpin stripped from the ghetto throne

lost at the game of life, ain’t no time to think twice

the same fool he trusted, and now sleeps with his wife

tagged his toe, slapped him in the ziplock

another nigga flip-flop, popped while slanging that crack rock

now he’s gone, Amazing Grace his last song

6 ballers carried him out the church, to take his ass home

4 lemons, 3 Cutlass, 2 El Doggs, a cop and the hearse

everybody had their lights on

and when the straps pops to lower him down in the grave

see it was sad the way his fuckin family misbehave

his family crying, but everybody gots to die

but you wont feel what they feel

until somebody in your family dies


I wish I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)

but when they gone, that’s when we realized

I wish I could have seen him before he died (talked to him)

but when they gone, that’s when we realized

front, back, side to side

but who will be the next nigga to roll in that black ride

front, back, side to side

it might be you

the next victim to take a ride in that black ride

front, back, side to side

it might be me

the next victim to take a ride in that black ride


and ya’ll know this black on black crime gotta cease

this go out to all my motherfucking dead soldiers out there

my little brother Kevin Miller

Aunt Gordon, Vernell Jackson

my homie D Fuller, Dandon Washington

Pimp Dad, Plan-B, Gangsta Earl

ya’ll know this shoot-em-up, bang bang shit got to stop

cause a town get hotter than a motherfucker

all my homies out here in Richmond

you know what I’m sayin

all my niggas out there in the Mana

Easter Hill, North Richmond

niggas in Portchester, P-7

all my motherfuckin dead soldiers

ya’ll gonna be missed

and all my motherfuckin down there in New Orleans

Calliope Projects

motherfuckin murder rate higher than a motherfucker

ya’ll gonna learn till we all motherfuckin gone

gotta say goodbye to all my niggas in Texas, Washington, LA

my niggas out there in Kansas City

Cincinatti, Detroit, Alabama, Oklahoma

and all ya’ll motherfuckin niggas that don’t understand

what this shit is all about

you just gonna reminisce

smoke a fat ass splif

let this motherfuckin beat roll

cause al the niggas is missed


I wish I could have seen them before they died (talked to em)

but when they gone, that’s when we realize