Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Homiez

Up in the mornin', dressed in black
Don't aks why 'cause I'm down in a and tie
They killed a homie that I went to with
I tell ya life ain't shit to with

I still the screams of his mother
my nigga laid dead in the gutter
And gettin' to my temple
Why is the only time black folks get to ride in a limo?

It me so mad I want to get my sawed in
And have some hauled in
But no, I pay my respects and I'm
Hug my crew and maybe she'd a or two

Then I get blitz
my 40 ounce and then I reminisce
About a brother who had to be the one and
So I dedicate to my dead homiez

Another got murdered on a shakedown
And his mother is at the funeral, havin' a breakdown
Two hit him in the face when they blasted
A picture and a closed casket

A file line about 50 cars long
All drivin' slow they lights on
He got a lot of and a big wreath
What good is that when six feet deep?

I look at that shit and think to myself
And thank God for my
'Cause really ever know
When it's gonna be they family on the row

So I take slow, go with the flow
And shut my motherfuckin' mouth if I don't
that's what pops told me
But I wish he have said it to my dead homiez

I remember we painted our names on the for fun
Now it's rest in after every one
Except me, but I ain't the one to
Seems like I'm viewin' a body other month

Plus, I knew him he was yea big
Pour beer on the curb before I take a
But somethin' right
it's a tragedy that's the only time that the family's tight

Lovin' other in a carin' mood
lots of people and lots of food
They say be and you're tryin'
But how strong can you be when you see your pop's

So that's why Ice dressed up
the city is so fuckin' messed up
And so phony
Take a little time to think your dead homiez