2 Pac - Pour Out A Little Liquor Lyrics
(tupac)Yah, pour out a little liqour for ya homie niggaThis one here go out ot my nigga mike coolageLight up fat one for this oneHow you come up man?Started young kickin dust andLivin rough you watch you mouth around my mamaYou couldnt cuss maaannnI had a down ass homie thouWe ran the streets on the scene at the age of fourteenI packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-fiveWe drinkin forties, real shorties livin all the liesYou couldnt stop usWho cares ?I got my glock***** the coppersHangin on the blockSlangin rocks and makin propersI couldnt ***** with the schhhoooollll lifeI was a foolIll play that mutha *****a for a toooollll manTonight will be the night thats what we figurinHustlin in the rain felt no pain cuz we drinkinPlayin them hoes like munureFirst let my nigga ***** then I *****Thats how we do it (ha ha ha)Its two niggas comin up out da hoodLivin lfe just as good as we couldSince a ***** cant be trustedHoes snitch to the policeNow my niggas bustedCops whoopin on my nigga in jailTryin to get a mutha*****a to tellAnd couldnt nobody diss my niggaDamn I miss my niggaPour out a little liqourThis goes out to all you so called gsPour out a little liquor for real mutha*****in partnersDont let the drink get like that yall, huh.Pour out a little liqourPour out a little liqourWhats that you drinkin on ?Drinkin on ginSmokin on blunts and its onReminicin about my niggasThats dead n goneNow they burriedSometimes my eyes still get blurryCuz Im losin all my homies and I worryI got my back against a brick wallTrapped in a circleBoxin with them suckastill my knuckles turn purpleMama told me, son theyll be days like thisDont wanna think soI hit the drink n stay blitzWe had plans of being big time gsRolling in marked cars movin them keysNow I roll down the windowBlaze up some endoAnd get towed down for my niggas in the penn yoYour sons gettin big and strongAnd Id lovem like one of my ownTill you come homieThe years sure fly away the quicknessYou doin the timeAnd Ill keep handle your businessThats the way its supposed to beHomieIf it was meYoud do the shit for meHomieI can rememberScrapin back to backThrowin dogs on them suckasWhile runnin up on this young hogI hope these words paint a perfect pictureLet ya know how much yaNigga miss yaPour out some little liqourLook at yaDrinkin got you and yaDont even give respect to your partnersPour out some little liqour niggaIt aint like that tip that shit overPour out a little liqourPour out a little liqour.......oakland still in the mutha *****in house my nigga richie rich....Pour out a little liqour
