[ VERSE 1: Klas 1 ] I remember back in the days wearin BK's Two lil' locs tryina keep from gettin our ass smoked Steppin on the cut with our khakis sag Givin up love to the homies with rags Me and my nigga Pee Wee Creepin through the hood, growin up nothin but thieves In a blue six-fo' with the bumper jack White rag-top, six pack in the back Comin up the block we hittin switches One-time's on our line, we peekin out the bitches A car full of hoes'll pull beside me Nigga, take out the gangster shit, put in some Isleys Lookin like a couple of OG's Two niggas in a posse slingin stones with the low key Takin swigs of the 8 Ball Smokin weed out, fool, hittin our names on the church wall And givin the one-times a hassle Gettin our scraps on with the other lil' rascals Yeah, we was known as the gruesome twosome And I sho' hate ( ? ) son of a bitch, had to do him Caught my nigga slippin in the wrong click Two buckshots laid him out quick And now my nigga gone But he still got love in the game so it's on Cause it'll never be another Like my nigga Pee Wee, he was a true blue brother
(A true blue brother) --> Jungle Brothers
[ VERSE 1: Koo Rod ] I remember times bein hard in the hood So me and my nigga T was always up to no good Whatever it took, that's what we did I remember stealin the ice cream money from the little kids We started part-time slingin Then graduated to motherfuckin gangbangin The big brother I never had, G I mean T was the only thing I knew for a family He taught me everything I know, bro How to scrap, shoot craps and run game on a mark hoe Without my nigga I wouldn'ta made it Now that he's gone sometimes I feel I just can't fade it Lord listen to my plea Bring my homie back, I'm beggin, can't you hear me? Why did it happen to my nigga? I wish death on the sorry motherfucker who pulled the trigger And I sure do regret That my nigga had to die cause he claimed the wrong set Real niggas don't die - that's a lie Look into my eyes, these are real tears that I cry So here's to you, T Two sips of brew from the 4 Deep crew You know there'll never be another Like the OG T, hah, a true blue brother
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