Birdman - I Miss My Dawgs lyrics

[Intro] Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah This is the Carter muthaf**a, yea And in my building I must keep it real [Verse 1] And man I miss the times, we would shine, you would keep on your side You would teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry Then we get on the line and go over our lines We were in the same position and that's when you change position, sh** I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya Throw that at you and them b**hes homie And I know that ain't you wit that dissin on me That's why I never replied and never will just let em live phony If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie Whats mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea We still a army in this b**h homie Yea Cash Money still the sh** homie, sh** homie Whats really real is you feelin me n***a That Hot Boy sh** still in me n***a, word the giggity n***a And I ain't got time to speak the history I miss you and I know you missin Gizzle but [Hook (x2)] Man I miss my dawgs Many nights club poppin Many nights we were blowin trees Many nights we were hustlin Man I miss my dawgs Me and you through thick and thin Me and you through the very end For only you I'll sin again [Verse 2] And I remember when you came to the click I had already made my name in the click, but you got famous and sh** I got my solja rag and dangled my sh** I was honored just to hang wit you, sh** And I banged to the boogie bang bang wit yo click And I ain't even from the 3, my hood was angry at me, sh** But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat At them shows while you performed and posed I was waitin for a n***a to jump, see I was patient but was ready to dump Cuz you my brother chump Real Gs never buckle up But every family ain't filled wit gangstas that's real And that's real and I would never turn my back or turn ya down Even if you turned around muthaf**a But history is history I miss you and I know you missin me Juve but [Hook (x2)] [Verse 3] You was my n***a, my nerd, my joy, my herb My main muthaf**in man Turk My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was father I sk**ed, he schooled, we chilled, we moved We thug, we hung, we ate, we slept We lived, we died, I stayed, you left Remember how we played to the left And we stayed out of trouble cuz we stayed to our self Member B and Slim leavin, hand the keys over Tell me not to go Uptown and we went straight to tha Nolia While I watched you reunite wit yo soljas And yo mom and brothers, while I lied to the stunna Yea those were the times my brother Now I recognize real and I honor my brother Yea n***a sub mage my brother, the Sqad's my brother The n***a you left behind is my brothers [Hook (x2)]