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2 Pac - Pour Out A Little Liquor
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(tupac) Yah, pour out a little liqour for ya homie nigga This one here go out ot my nigga mike coolage Light up fat one for this one How you come up man? Started young kickin dust and Livin rough you watch you mouth around my mama You couldnt cuss maaannn I had a down ass homie thou We ran the streets on the scene at the age of fourteen I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five We drinkin forties, real shorties livin all the lies You couldnt stop us Who cares ? I got my glock Fuck the coppers Hangin on the block Slangin rocks and makin propers I couldnt fuck with the schhhoooollll life I was a fool Ill play that mutha fucka for a toooollll man Tonight will be the night thats what we figurin Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cuz we drinkin Playin them hoes like munure First let my nigga fuck then I fuck Thats how we do it (ha ha ha) Its two niggas comin up out da hood Livin lfe just as good as we could Since a bitch cant be trusted Hoes snitch to the police Now my niggas busted Cops whoopin on my nigga in jail Tryin to get a muthafucka to tell And couldnt nobody diss my nigga Damn I miss my nigga Pour out a little liqour This goes out to all you so called gs Pour out a little liquor for real muthafuckin partners Dont let the drink get like that yall, huh. Pour out a little liqour Pour out a little liqour Whats that you drinkin on ? Drinkin on gin Smokin on blunts and its on Reminicin about my niggas Thats dead n gone Now they burried Sometimes my eyes still get blurry Cuz Im losin all my homies and I worry I got my back against a brick wall Trapped in a circle Boxin with them suckas till my knuckles turn purple Mama told me, son theyll be days like this Dont wanna think so I hit the drink n stay blitz We had plans of being big time gs Rolling in marked cars movin them keys Now I roll down the window Blaze up some endo And get towed down for my niggas in the penn yo Your sons gettin big and strong And Id lovem like one of my own Till you come homie The years sure fly away the quickness You doin the time And Ill keep handle your business Thats the way its supposed to be Homie If it was me Youd do the shit for me Homie I can remember Scrapin back to back Throwin dogs on them suckas While runnin up on this young hog I hope these words paint a perfect picture Let ya know how much ya Nigga miss ya Pour out some little liqour Look at ya Drinkin got you and ya Dont even give respect to your partners Pour out some little liqour nigga It aint like that tip that shit over Pour out a little liqour Pour out a little liqour... ....oakland still in the mutha fuckin house my nigga richie rich.... Pour out a little liqour
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