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(feat. H.A.W.K., Double D) [talking] Man, sitting here thinking Knowing I miss y'all boys, man I hope y'all feel this, we miss you [Hook x2] How we, miss our G's Everyday, all I do is dream and pray Hoping that, I can see my homie again [Fat Pat] It's been a whole year, you've been gone And I still find it hard, to just gold on Everybody misses you, P-A-T Especially your down ass partna, that's me Always on my mind, everytime I turn around Up early in the morning, watch em put you in the ground A sad day it is, on this New Years It seems like the heaven from above, sheds tears All my ghetto peers, dead or on lock 25 to life, it just ain't right Praying that the Lord, don't take me in the night That long long flight, and ain't no coming back Man I miss that Pat, and K.K Letras de cancionesHoping that I see you boys again, one day Daytime from the Tre, Big Butler from that N Both of the Bubba twins, doing time in the Penn Partnas mean we kin, closer than friends So I'm holding on, to the love to the end Our skin is a sin, that's why they lock us in The ghetto's saying that our kind, just don't blend The Penitentiary, ain't no place for us to go It's been eight long years, since I seen my kin folk Po' out the liquor, roll a gang of smoke I'm missing my homies mo' and mo', and mo' you feel me [Hook x2] [Double D] It was like yesterday, since me and you was chilling My nigga for life, even though life ain't your game no mo' It's still the same though, and me and you can feel it I know that you up in heaven, wait for me to come and kick it I'm ready no doubt, nigga still tripping for nothing All of a sudden I thought it wasn't, then it came to busting Just lost my baby cousin, to the same shit How much deeper can pain get, I'm ready to aim and click Reminiscing and missing you, and all these plans we had What can a nigga do, pull out some brew And make em feel it, when I say a rhyme Cause ain't no telling, when my time coming Niggaz gunning, but I got no time for running You ain't missing nothing, but drama and your mama I swear I walk these streets I pack my heat, niggaz don't care And to my G's on lock, I pop the top Pull out some liquor for your tears, and all these lost years [Hook x2] [H.A.W.K.] Now time has gone by, and the years have passed Trying to block you out of my mind, is a complicated task I mash for my cream, but my job ain't done Take it from John it ain't no fun, it's easier said than done To get over you, my boy Big B You gone but not forgotten, up in H.A.W.K.'s memory Day-Lee I stop and stare, gaze in the air Knowing that nothing is impossible, through hope and prayer So my big bro, I know you know It happened a long time ago, but it's hard for me to let go Now C-O and also, K.K. and Big Dead Doing time for the crime, keeping that family fed Hold your head up high, and avoid the shife Cause when the judge gave you ya sentence, he didn't say life Will I see you again, I know the thought is scary The Obituary cemetery, and then you buried hail Mary [Hook x4] [Big Moe singing] From Letras Mania