Luyện nghe bài hát My Homie

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Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a 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 strapped with a gat
Who p, I guess it was my homie, black
rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn
Sort of the tlc video, "waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, this no movie
Niggaz drove up and 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 mama look at me and say, "boy, yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I 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 they eyes
Damn, got to die
But one day, I we gon to wake up
When they puttin me in that truck
It could be you, it be her
But in the end everybody did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live jesse james
I still question God for my homie name

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

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

Damn. like the statue of liberty is cryin
I guess that mean the world is fuckin dyin

I (2x)

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

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

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