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