[INTRO:
PT... representing my shit
DJ SQUEAKY!(SQUEAKY!)... representing my shit [Background:
I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone
All my mother****ers that left ya live on shit
I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone
I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone [Foreground:
We live forever baby... (put ya lighters up)
Y'all will never die baby...
You live forever baby... (put ya lighters up)
You live through me...
Yea... Yea... [random yea's throughout the next part
What's up
John Reed?
Uncle Sweet...
Uncle Randy(What's up sweet? I see you baby!)
Gangstas shit!
Randy Van
Troy! Rest in peace gangsta!
Yea! We love you gangsta!
Rest in peace gangsta!
I know y'all mother****ers lookin down on me! [VERSE:
I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone
All my mother****ers that left ya live on shit
Now Everybody!
I need to put ya lighters up!
WeLL UH HU
H! I need to put ya lighters up!
I done lost a lieutenant, a mother lost her son
A brother lost a brother, and that's not including others
That you touch through your personality
And since
I lost you the devil breathin'[?
But I'm'a prevail from
ATL And know that
I'm missin' you like hell(like hell)
I'm talkin' bout a hood tragedy shit
And everybody always askin me shit
I love this shit, we ate together
The same fork off the same plate together
I wish I would've been there when they came
I would've left 'em in a flame [HOOK: x2
But I'm'a see him at the crossroads
I got some blunts and some liquor
Sack of Timmy
D and some bitches
I'm'a picture(or pitcher I'm not sure)
I'm'a see him at the crossroads
Cuz that's my ****in' nigga
So he won't be lonely(lonely) [VERSE:
Hit the club, hoes askin' where you at "Chillin' with the father"
I reply back
Sack after sack after sack after sack
They ain't even have to do ya like that
But niggas full of shit so
I don't **** wit 'em
Niggas lookin crazy,
I get right with 'em
They killed my dog,
They killed my ace
Forever I miss ya,
Ya can't be replaced
I wish I would've been there when they jacked
I'd blew 'em out the door with that ****in' mack [imitating gunshots vocally
I'd walk blackbottom for my ****in' dogs
Look him in his eyes, leave him in the fog
I love ya unc,
I miss ya man
And I can't wait to grab ya hand
And pull ya close and embrace ya with the other
Man you my ****in' brother [HOOK: x4
But I'm'a see him at the crossroads
I got some blunts and some liquor
Sack of Timmy
D and some bitches
I'm'a picture
I'm'a see him at the crossroads
Cuz that's my ****in' nigga
So he won't be lonely(lonely)
Yea(yea)