(+) Liqour
Yeah pour out a little liquor
For your homies nigga
This one here go out to my nigga mike coolie
(Light up a fat one for this one)
How you come up man?
I started young kickin' dust and livin' rough
You'd watch your mouth
Around my mama you couldn't cuss man
I had a down ass homie though
We ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen huh
I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty five
We drinkin' forties lil' shorties livin' naughty lives
You couldn't stop us
Long as I got my glock fuck the coppers
Hangin' on the block
Slangin' rocks and makin' profits
I couldn't fuck with the school life
I was a fool I'd play that
Motherfucker for a tool man
Tonight'll be the night that's what we thinkin'
Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain
'Cause we drinkin'
Playin' them hoes like manure
First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck
That's how we do her (haha)
It's two niggas comin' up out the hood
Livin' life just as good as we could
But since a bitch can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the police
Now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin' on my nigga in jail
Tryin' to get a motherfucker to tell
And could nobody diss my nigga
Damn I miss my nigga pour out a little liquor
My cousin died last year and I still can't let go
This goes out to all you so called g's
My cousin died last year and I still can't let go
Pour out a little liquor
For your real motherfuckin' partners
Don't let the drink get like that y'all huh
Pour out a little liquor
My cousin died last year and I still can't let go
Pour out a little liquor
My cousin died last year and I still can't let go
What's that you drinkin' on?
Drinkin' on gin smokin' on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggas that's dead and gone
And now they buried
Sometimes my eyes still get blurry
'Cause I'm losin' all my homies and I worry
I got my back against a brick wall
Trapped in a circle
Boxin' with them suckers
'Til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me son there'll be days like this
Don't wanna think so
I hit the drink and stay blitzed
We had plans of bein' big time g's
Rollin' in mob cars movin' them keys
And now I roll up the window
Blaze up some indo
Get tore down for my niggas in the pen yo
Your son's gettin' big and strong
And I'd love him like one of my own
So you come home
And the years sure fly with a quickness
You do the time
And I'll keep handlin' yo' business
That's the way it's supposed to be homie
If you was me you'd do the shit for me homie
I can remember scrappin' back to back
Throwin' dogs
On them suckers runnin' up on this young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect picture
And let you know how much a nigga miss ya
Pour out some liquor
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
Look at you drinkin' got you
Where you don't even give
Respect to your partners
Pour out some liquor nigga
It ain't like that tip that shit over
Pour out a little liquor
This for my nigga madman
Dagz hood silk yeah
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
A little liquor for my homies y'all
We in this motherfuckin' piece yeah
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
Pour out a little liquor
Young queen yeah
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
This one goes out to all my mack partners
Back in the motherfuckin' bay
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
Oaktown still in the motherfuckin' house
(Pour out a little liquor)
My nigga richie rich ＿king gov'na
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
(I don't care night train hennessy)
All my real motherfuckin' partners
(Pour out a little liquor)
And all my real partners in marin
Fuck you busta ass niggas
My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go
Yeah nigga man man pour out a little liquor