Luyện nghe bài hát My Homie

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Damn. I thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, but
Like bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads,

this, me dressed in all black
At a funeral strapped with a gat
Who died p, I it was my homie, black
Somebody rolled up and him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a fall
of like the tlc video, "waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, ain't no movie
drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie
Now me and silkk got to
the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, one big black moon
I people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My look at me and say, "boy, watch yoself!"
But I trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then my time to go
But if I live to see another day, funeral
It's sad, I into they eyes
Damn, got to die
But one day, I guess we gon to up
they puttin me in that black truck
It could be you, it be her
But in the end gets did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live jesse james
I still question God for callin my name

Chorus I (2x): why my homie had to
Now somebody gonna cry

Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me
But seein my brother layin on floor really kinda fucked me up
I thought he could be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be back home
I when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
See someone died in my family, didn't much affect you
I wonder why my died at such a young age
I wonder why my death didn't make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even to live
See ya gotta watch out for all us kids
me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the done changed
all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard
But at mr. president in the white house tryin to play god
Put us all in one big ole
call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto

Damn. looks like the of liberty is cryin
I guess that the whole world is fuckin dyin

I (2x)

My dead, my nigga died, how the fuck you figure
Another victim, my brother was a drug
I'm paranoid, lookin for the niggaz did him in
They say it was his homie coulda been his best
My tell me keep my head on solid ground
But I can't forget how my brotha went
An eye for an eye, another lose his life
Never seen his kid it's be a bloody night
Cause when you dead, you can't get a chance
It's up to me to make anotha nigga dirty
Sometimes I sit and remenisce the old days
dope and playin ball up in them coke ways
When I daydream, sometimes I to drink
my eyes and then I see my fuckin brother again
And I wake up I'm hit by reality
Realizin, it was just a
Cause put us down for bein drug dealas
But I say fuck em, and in peace kevin miller

Chorus ii (2x): why my brother had to
Now mama gonna cry
Why my had to die?
Now somebody gonna cry

(why my had to die) huh, y'all niggaz betta wake up, and realize,
This muthafuckin album (why my homies got to die) is to all the
Niggaz that got a second chance on life, and that's constantly to
Funerals (why my homies got to die) constantly tryin to realize, why
People gotta die (why my brother had to die) and to all muthafuckin
Gs, hustlas, ballas, up in the crossroads (why my homie had to die)
Crossfires, this album dedicated to ya'll, too. cause I know y'all got
earphones on, ridin in them drop-tops, up there in the clouds
(I told ya kevin, nigga) herbin on this the shocker shit. cause ya'll
(we was gon do this shit) my little nigga done shocked the world
(nigga yo brother done did shit) y'all niggaz feel this shit,
(silkk, me and c) all cross the muthafuckin boulder (tru, nigga)
Ya'll niggaz this shit (no limit for life) peace, nigga (nigga, I told
You we was gon take this rap shit, nigga) I know you wearin that tatoo
Up there, fool. (lettin it be known) me, silkk and c (yeah, we here
Handlin our business) down countin millions (believe that, nigga)
Sippin on mo wet (? ? ? , fool) to you fool. huh, we done took over
This rap game nigga. let them niggaz up there what's happenin.