LV - C U When U Get Out lyrics

[PRODEJE] Everytime I'm in the hood, I be reminiscin' Thinkin' about my Locs outta dead or in prison How we used to chop it up, how we used to kick it It was kinda wicked through the streets, we was addicted Get the pen and paper, start to write a letter Dear O.G. hope you feelin' a little better I'm holdin' down the 4 and on the out so I'm chillin' How's goin' down all them s**as still peelin' I hear the hard stories I know it's gettin' hectict I felt the County Blues and I put it on the record Never saw the Pen G, never wanna see G All my brothers locked down doin' it hard times see Do you remember how we use to kick it homie? Now you locked up and I'm feelin' kinda lonely [L.V.] Now my homie is gone and I'm feelin' kinda lonely, damn I miss my homie (See you when you get out, Loc) Now my homie is gone and I'm feelin' kinda lonely, damn I really miss my homie Now my homie is gone and I'm feelin' kinda lonely (I'ma see you when I get out loc) Now my homie is gone [PRODEJE] Hangin' at the park shootin' craps all day Freestylin' at the jam on the saturday Walkin' through the Swap Meet chuckin' the ?? Tryin' to run games like the Wizard of Oz And I remember every single conflict We used to scrap when it wouldn't even worth it (that's right) Runnin' out the stores with 4-O's Gettin' G'd everyday like the criminals Hitted the first joint, smoked the first cig' Took the first squig that it made us feel big Though it ??? it wasn't nuthin' but the past time Never can find so we only walked the thin line Sometimes I wonder: why you and not me? You didn't see a word like a true homie Now I'm on the block and now you wanna cluck Can't even a sh** without the coppers on your jock I'm feelin' kinda bad, sittin' in my pad Known what I did and it driven me mad I wanna turn myself in but you always tell me not to So I'ma chill O.G. and I'ma stay true And when you hit the streets I'ma have your back fame I'm gettin' paid and I'm makin' sure you self-made You didn't have to do the time for me homeboy But that's a true friend till the end homeboy I gots much love for my hood And my homie see you when you get out, Loc [L.V.] Now my homie''s gone and I'm feelin' kinda lonely, damn I miss my homie (See you when you get out, Loc) Now my homie's gone and I'm feelin' kinda lonely Damn I really miss my homie Now my homie's gone and I'm feelin' kinda lonely