Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Homiez

Up early in the mornin', dressed in
Don't aks why I'm down in a suit and tie
They a homie that I went to school with
I ya life ain't shit to fool with

I still the screams of his mother
While my nigga laid in the gutter
And it's to my temple
Why is that the time black folks get to ride in a limo?

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

Then I wanna get
Grab my 40 ounce and I reminisce
About a brother who had to be the one and
So I dedicate this to my homiez

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

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

I look at that and gotta think to myself
And God for my health
'Cause nobody ever know
When it's be they family on the front row

So I everythin' slow, go with the flow
And shut my motherfuckin' if I don't know
'Cause that's what pops me
But I he could have said it to my dead homiez

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

Plus, I knew him he was yea big
Pour beer on the curb before I a swig
But ain't right
When it's a tragedy that's the only time the family's tight

Lovin' each other in a mood
There's lots of and lots of food
They say be strong and you're
But how strong can you be when you see pop's cryin'

So that's why Ice Cube's up
Because the is so fuckin' messed up
And so phony
Take a little time to think about your dead