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Y Cain't Da Homies Hear Me?

アーティスト：Gospel Gangstaz  アルバム：Do Or Die 

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Yeah for the 9 6 DMG remix O Double G's back out (Mr. Solo) my dog concocked the blues it was just last Friday they told me about the news I swings my feet up out my bed into my house shoes its Saturday morning, no yawnin, strictly mournin I do's my high jeans on, my dickies, I hear a hornin its my homie Chill, he comes to scoop me in the plush rego to take me to the mall to pick up my black tuxedo no words, the straight face, today's no joke I stopped at a liquor store in the 4 to buy me a pair of loc's I wipe my tears up until my face was all cleared up we bunches out to the house to get geared up across the bed I laid, prayed, grieved within I cried again at the thought my homie died in sin tryin to claim the hood, straight puttin in work, getting played like spades and it makes my heart hurt cuz my homeis won't change and to make matters worse, every other month I'm visitin the pen or followin a hearse escorted to a funeral, gang stereotype cadillacs and folds rolls deep to a burial site Solo be tryin not to cry, but my eyes give my face a shower I looks to God to give me strength and power as I drop the flowers on the casket as I pass it by and wonders why and tell how many more homies got to die before they realize that life is quicker than the eyes and famin your rep by claimin your set will only lead to lost lives but oh, Mr. Solo knows another way and out of respect they sit and listen to every word that big homie Solo got to say and when I speak I speaks clearly but as they walks away they hits me up in the hood, why can't my homies hear me? why can't the homies hear me? why can't the homies hear me? why can't the homies hear me? why can't the homies hear me? hear me (Chille Chill) one more time in your mind its gangsta Chizill rollin thru your hood in a drop top caddy coupe devizille The homies at the dope spot tryin to clock deals packin hot steel, and just like milk they top bills straight servin all the young gangstas on the curve and got that cain and urban, even got that sherman drinkin that burban but they don't know the po-po got a videotape of their faces and they catchin cases and the judge is stretchin 'em out like they plastic I'm seein my homies goin to the pen, catchin years, thats drastic locked up with unaccomplished dreams and unfullfilled purpose



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