Luyện nghe bài hát My Homie

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

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

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

Now when my died, I was like 5, it never really touched me much
But seein my layin dead on floor really kinda fucked me up
I never thought he could be here then he be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back
I wonder when it's yo to go, who gon protect you
See someone in my family, didn't even much affect you
I wonder why my homie at such a young age
I why my homie death didn't make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't worth to live
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 done changed
Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay
But at mr. president in the white house tryin to play god
Put us all in one big ole
They call it projects, I call it one big ghetto

Damn. looks like the statue of is cryin
I guess mean the whole world is fuckin dyin

I (2x)

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

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

(why my homie had to die) huh, y'all betta wake up, and realize,
muthafuckin album (why my homies got to die) is dedicated to all the
Niggaz that got a second chance on life, and constantly goin to
Funerals (why my homies got to die) constantly to realize, why they
People gotta die (why my brother had to die) and to all them
Gs, hustlas, ballas, up there in the (why my homie had to die)
Crossfires, this album to ya'll, too. cause I know y'all got them
Muthafuckin earphones on, ridin in them drop-tops, up there in the
(I told ya kevin, nigga) herbin on this silkk the shocker shit. ya'll
Know (we was gon do this shit) my little nigga done shocked the
(nigga yo brother done did this shit) y'all niggaz this shit,
(silkk, me and c) all cross the muthafuckin boulder (tru, nigga)
Ya'll 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 that tatoo
Up there, fool. (lettin it be known) me, silkk and c (yeah, we down
Handlin our business) down here millions (believe that, nigga)
Sippin on mo wet (? ? ? , fool) toastin to you fool. huh, we took over
This rap game nigga. let them up there know what's happenin.