Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Homiez

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

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

It makes me so mad I want to get my in
And have some bodies in
But no, I pay my and I'm through
Hug my crew and maybe a tear or two

Then I get blitz
Grab my 40 and then I reminisce
About a who had to be the one and only
So I dedicate this to my homiez

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

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

I look at shit and gotta think to myself
And thank God for my
'Cause really ever know
it's gonna 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 pops told me
But I wish he could have said it to my dead

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

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

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

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