Luyện nghe bài hát Why My Homie

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Damn. I never thought I'd be 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,

Imagine this, me dressed in all
At a funeral strapped a chrome gat
Who P, I guess it was my homie, black
Somebody up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my took a damn fall
of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, this ain't no
Niggaz drove up and blasted my with a oozie
Now me and Silkk got to
After the cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are
My mama at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my 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 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 like James
I still question God for my homie 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 could be here then he could be
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin home
I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon you
See someone died in my family, even much affect you
I why my homie 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 worth to live
See ya gotta 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 done
Through all the and strugglin I try to stay hard
But look at Mr. President in the White House to play God
Put us all in one big ole
They call it housin projects, I call it one big

Damn. Looks like the of Liberty is cryin
I guess mean the whole world is fuckin dyin

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