Pour Out A Little Liquor

歌詞

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 in a 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, pour out a little liquor!