Luyện nghe bài hát My Homie

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Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so times a year, but
Like said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool

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

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

Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it really touched me much
But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda me up
I never thought he be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back
I wonder when 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 worth to
See ya gotta out for all us killa kids
Belive me, I be a tryin to spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done
Through all the strivin and I try to stay hard
But look at mr. president in the 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 statue of is cryin
I guess that mean the world is fuckin dyin

I (2x)

My nigga dead, my nigga died, how the 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 mama me keep my head on solid ground
But I can't how my brotha went down
An eye for an eye, another lose his life
Never seen his kid it's gonna be a bloody
Cause when you dead, you can't get a second
It's up to me to make nigga dirty dance
Sometimes I sit and remenisce about the old
Sellin dope and playin ball up in coke ways
When I daydream, sometimes I to drink
Close my and then I see my fuckin brother again
And I wake up I'm hit by reality
Realizin, it was just a
Cause everybody put us down for bein dealas
But I say fuck em, and in peace kevin miller

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

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