Luyện nghe bài hát Why 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 here, see ya in the crossroads, fool

Imagine this, me in all black
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, ain't no movie
Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a
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 dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My look 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 my time to go
But if I live to see another day, 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 black
It be you, it could be her
But in the end gets did up
in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James
I question God for callin 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 never touched me much
But seein my brother layin dead on floor kinda fucked me up
I never he could be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the he wouldn't be comin back home
I wonder it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
See someone died in my family, didn't even much you
I why my homie died 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 even worth to
See ya gotta watch out for all us killa
me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done
Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay
But look at Mr. President in the White tryin to play God
Put us all in one big ole
They it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto

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

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