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[Speaking: Woodie] Yeah. My boy Blackbird, This your boy Wood, homie Still down here struggling Dog Be there in a minute. It's me, Lil' Los, Shadow, Lou-E-Lou Lil' bird in this muthafucka too This dedicated to you homie. Blackbird! [Verse 1: Woodie] Do you remember when I bought the '75 caprice glasshouse? I came back to the Yoc after pullin' eight hundred cash out. We took it to my pops shop... And sanded it down. Got it sprayed apple green, We sixteen, through the town. That was when the clicks 'Down-N-Dirty album just dropped. And that "Mr. Flamboyant" made them bi-9's knock. We were dippin' so hard we had the wheel comin' off the ground, Tryin' to peel every notch in town While attemptin' to keep the 'Yoc locked down. Any scraps we ran across we hopped out and got down Drinkin' 40's, smokin' bammer. Earnin' stripes was our life Buyin' any strap we could, what good was a knife? We was tryin' ta take 'em all out the game Letras de cancionesAnd at the same time had the hoes callin' our name. We were naive and young... Maybe even dumb But there's nothin' like the feelin' when the respect comes Cause many recognized we'd gotten down to business And very capable of leavin' enemies wigs split We was kids... showin' up to school the next day Like nothin' happened. 'It's all part of life in the bay...' hey I guess our fathers bred some killaz But I'm still here and you're gone and I don't feel a Muthafuckin' thang of that. I wanna bring it back Blackbird! I wish I could bring ya back [Chorus: Woodie] Blackbird dedicated his life to the game So if you're Norteno, remember his name, Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love, Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above Blackbird! {×2} [Verse 2: Lil' Los] This is dedicated to my homie that never made it I reminisce and miss you even more when I'm faded You were always hated and misunderstood Just a down muthafucka that was reppin' his hood I wish you could come back like you did that one time When you walked up 'all good' it nearly blew my mind. As I rewind and think about that love you showed Especially when you let me know it's hard to let you go I know, fasho, you're in a better place restin' in peace With that struggle off your face Ain't nothin' gonna replace the times we all had. Kickin' it in the alley drinkin' liquor smokin' bammer sacs It really don't matter, man for what ya did I got your back 'till this day. I gives a fuck what they say Send my love to Ray I know he's up there hearin' this I bet your in the studio next to me feelin' this I wish I could get rid of this feelin' that I got When I smash thru the Yoc with your image in my knoch. Turn my back I will not We'll forever be bound givin' love to my homie Pourin' liquor on the ground Always like a big brother protectin' me in the streets A homie like no other Was always real when he speaked Soon will be Time for me so I'll see you later God bless. ~Rest In Peace~ man, and fuck these haters! [Chorus: Woodie] Blackbird! Ddicated his life to the game So if you're Norteno, remember his name. Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love Amongst many homeboyz that now rest above Blackbird! [Verse 3: Shadow] I'm fosho of what I know, My folks got murdered by the 'PoPo' They tip-toed to unload. Exposed and covered up in CoCo County so don't doubt me cause up in my town their ain't no cushion Plottin' & pushin', the Po's is crooked You'll see me creepin' up under the bushes. Look at the pain imposed, we lost. Big Los. was gone awhile but they hit home Never thought it'd get so shady Los, the babies, and now Raymond's gone. But remains are all the memories, recollections, and reflections. I cab recall all of us. The 'H' is on. Our gauges strapped in- 25 7's - Smithon Wesson It's nothing too expensive cause we didn't have scratch But we had each others back Now I'm like,"Damn man what happened to that?" I miss the times when we would ride. Times side by side before Los died. I cried that night in the park but in my heart and mind.. You're still alive So get it right, It's Blackbird! Cause he never been no coward puttin'in in that phat work on you rivals Keepin' His title 'till His final hour! Now nothings the same Wanna go back, erase the game Change his fate. For thangs attained, Insane. Livin' up in the strange! And I remain to be the same O.G. You'll always see up in these streets with a heat beneath the seat. 4 G's can't creep complete. My grip can't breathe Remember this lender, clubbin' never trendin' or pretendin' No surrender. Northern member. Callin' the Blackbird on these yappers. Let's go back let's reminisce The click was thick but few were G's though. We're ridin' it hitless shoutin' at bitches and fuckin' B. and C. hoes. The Tree, up at The High, You, Wood, and I We hittin' switches. I miss you and we're with you So to you this is the tribute! [Chorus: Woodie] Blackbird Dedicated his life to the game So if you're Norteno, remember his name; Carlos Joseph Ramirez - a soldier. Much love. Amongst many homeboyz that now rest above. Blackbird! {×2} [Verse 4: Lou-e-Lou] As sweat hit my forehead feel it trickle thru my skin Holdin' in my ghetto tears. Blackbird, listen 'member gettin' drunk and H'd when BNT was around? Cuttin' prices on the ghetto cars, trafficin' town But then when I didn't you felt like we splittin' Cause I was lost in that life and rarely would kick it. My bad! I was gone in that fast pace one track mind but if needed I would ride at the drop of a dime. When that sucka pulled a strap I snatched the strap out his hand You shook like a pitt and put hands on the man. Now that I'm thinkin', it's good that you did it Cause as 'eh paper was showin' that faggot was snitchin' I'm grown now, homie, no more foolish behavior I'm legit, laced up with a 6th sense of a player I'm taking care of my daughter cause that girl need a father All that bullshit before this nigga don't bother Still I'm northern Cali bred Caught a blood to the head. Tryna get ahead and give a finger to the feds Gotta ticket to heaven? Have mercy on our sins You understand and have compassion For the bond amongst friends [Speaking: all] [Lou-e-Lou]Rest in peace playboy [Shadow]We all love you homie [Lil Los]'ll never forget you Los [Woodie]Got a good game out homie But for that I'll be witchu right now Without a second thought [Chorus: Woodie] From Letras Mania