[Intro]
Yeah, pour out a little liquor for your homies n***a
This one here go out to my n***a Mike Coolie
(Light up a fat one for this one)
How you come up man?
[Verse 1]
I started young, kickin' dust and livin' rough
You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss, man
I had a down a** homie though; we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a nine and my n***a packed a forty-five
We drinkin' forties, lil' shorties livin' naughty lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my Glock, f** the coppers
Hangin' on the block, slangin' rocks and makin' profits
I couldn't f** with the school life, I was a fool
I'll play that motherf**er for a tool, man
Tonight'll be the night that's what we thinkin'
Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin'
Playin' them hoes like manure
First let my n***a f** and then I f**
That's how we do it (haha)
It's two n***as comin' up out the hood
Livin' life just as good as we could
But since a b**h can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my n***a's busted
The cops whoopin' on my n***a in jail
Tryin' to get a motherf**er to tell
And could nobody diss my n***a
Damn, I miss my n***a
Pour out a little liquor
[Hook & Ad-libs]
"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"
This goes out to all you so called G's
"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"
Pour out a little liquor for your real motherf**in partners
Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a little liquor
"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"
Pour out a little liquor
"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"
What's that you drinkin' on?
[Verse 2]
Drinkin' on gin, smokin' on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my n***as, that's dead and gone
And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
Cause I'm losin' all my homies in a worry
I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin' with them s**ers 'til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna think so - I hit the drink and stay blitzed
We had plans of being big time G's
Rollin' in mob cars, movin' them keys
And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' down for my n***as in the pen, yo
Your son's gettin' big and strong
And I'd love'm like one of my own, so you come home and
The years sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin' yo' business
That's the way it's supposed to be, homie
If you was me, you'd do the sh** for me
Homie, I can remember scrappin' back to back
Throwin' dogs on them s**ers runnin' up on this young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect picture
And let you know how much a n***a miss ya
Pour out some liquor
[Outro/Hook]
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
Look at you
Drinkin' got you where you don't even give respect to your partners
Pour out some liquor, n***a
It ain't like that
Tip that sh** over
Pour out a little liquor
This for my n***a Madman
Dagz, Hood, Silk, yeah
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
A little liquor for my homies, y'all
We in this motherf**in' piece, yeah
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
Pour out a little liquor
Young Queen, yeah
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
This one goes out to all my mack partners
Back in the motherf**in' Bay
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
Oaktown still in the motherf**in' house
(Pour out a little liquor)
My n***a Richie Rich, [?]King Gov'na
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
(I don't care, Night Train, Hennessy)
All my real motherf**in' partners
(Pour out a little liquor)
And all my real partners in Marin, f** you busta a** n***as
"My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go"
Yeah n***a, pour out a little liquor!!