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<blockquote data-quote="Safe-N-Sound215" data-source="post: 3412534" data-attributes="member: 567128">This song is dedicated to my homiesIn that gangsta leanWhy&#039;d you have to go so soon?It seems like yesterday we were hangingRound the hoodNow I&#039;m gonna keep your memory aliveLike a homie shouldA lifetime of memoriesGoing down the drainI&#039;d like to keep steppingBut I can&#039;t get past the painI tip my 40 to your memoryTake a drink and I start to think and II know one day soon we&#039;ll beWe&#039;ll be hanging outChorus:This is for my homies(This is for my homies)See you when I get thereIn that gangsta leanIn that gangsta leanThis is for my homies(This is for my homies)See you when I get thereIn that gangsta leanIn that gangsta leanMy God, my GodWon&#039;t you pass on a message for meTell him put down those dice for a second LordAnd listen to his homiesCould you tell him I&#039;ll never let go of his memorySo his son will knowHe don&#039;t have to cry no moreCause God&#039;s got his backI said God&#039;s got his backA lifetime of memories going down the drainI&#039;d like to keep steppingBut I can&#039;t get past the painI tip my 40 to your memoryTake a drink and I start to think and II know one day soon we&#039;ll beWe&#039;ll be hanging out(Chorus)You know I miss youYou know I miss youMy homiesDialog:This song is dedicated to my homies in that gangsta lean.Tommy, the Master&#039;s touch...And my boy YB...And my boy EB...And whoever else out there got a homie that&#039;s in the gangsta lean.And also my boys in the pen that ain&#039;t gone never see the street again.Cause you know what?It don&#039;t matter what they was doing when they was here.They could have been banging, slanging...But they ain&#039;t here no moreAnd that&#039;s somebody&#039;s daddy, somebody&#039;s baby,That&#039;s somebody&#039;s homie.So go and let them rest in piece while they in that gangsta lean.You know what I&#039;m saying?That&#039;s on the real, Loc.(Chorus)I can&#039;t believe that you&#039;re gone.I&#039;ll see youI&#039;ll see youI&#039;ll see youNow that you&#039;re in that gangsta leanWell well wellI&#039;m so sorry you&#039;re gone but I&#039;ve got to keep onI&#039;ve got to keep movingI gotta keep movingI gotta keep moving moving moving movingI&#039;ll see youI&#039;ll see youRight there inside thereHomie someday</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Safe-N-Sound215, post: 3412534, member: 567128"] This song is dedicated to my homies In that gangsta lean Why'd you have to go so soon? It seems like yesterday we were hanging Round the hood Now I'm gonna keep your memory alive Like a homie should A lifetime of memories Going down the drain I'd like to keep stepping But I can't get past the pain I tip my 40 to your memory Take a drink and I start to think and I I know one day soon we'll be We'll be hanging out Chorus: This is for my homies (This is for my homies) See you when I get there In that gangsta lean In that gangsta lean This is for my homies (This is for my homies) See you when I get there In that gangsta lean In that gangsta lean My God, my God Won't you pass on a message for me Tell him put down those dice for a second Lord And listen to his homies Could you tell him I'll never let go of his memory So his son will know He don't have to cry no more Cause God's got his back I said God's got his back A lifetime of memories going down the drain I'd like to keep stepping But I can't get past the pain I tip my 40 to your memory Take a drink and I start to think and I I know one day soon we'll be We'll be hanging out (Chorus) You know I miss you You know I miss you My homies Dialog: This song is dedicated to my homies in that gangsta lean. Tommy, the Master's touch... And my boy YB... And my boy EB... And whoever else out there got a homie that's in the gangsta lean. And also my boys in the pen that ain't gone never see the street again. Cause you know what? It don't matter what they was doing when they was here. They could have been banging, slanging... But they ain't here no more And that's somebody's daddy, somebody's baby, That's somebody's homie. So go and let them rest in piece while they in that gangsta lean. You know what I'm saying? That's on the real, Loc. (Chorus) I can't believe that you're gone. I'll see you I'll see you I'll see you Now that you're in that gangsta lean Well well well I'm so sorry you're gone but I've got to keep on I've got to keep moving I gotta keep moving I gotta keep moving moving moving moving I'll see you I'll see you Right there inside there Homie someday [/QUOTE]

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