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Yeah, we gon send this one out to all them busters out there The muthafucking fools that straight be smoking fools For no apparent reason know what I mean, yeah Time to get down [Verse 1] My cells ringing off the hook about ten o'clock To break me off the news my lil homie got shot They said he got caught slipping in the hood He caught 3 to the chest and he wasnt doing good He lasted 8 hours till he passed on In the waiting room at general just before dawn I'm feeling for his baby, his sister and his mom A son, a daddy, a soldier now gone The homies get together and we feeling all this pain The screaming, the crying making us go insane An eye for an eye is all thats on my mind And mercy is the last thing in my heart that I can find Just thinking about God and the power and the will But forgive me lord see now I must kill And when I catch 'em slipping the trigger I will squeeze Bring him to his knees and yell.. [Chorus] Somebody please give me just a minute To explain my misery Letras de canciones [Verse 2] I'm 17 now I'm trying to leave the game And banging ain't the same since the taste of fame I know that I should leave it in the hands of God But making them fools pay is my only job They took my homies life for all the wrong reasons Now reasons for me is enemigas hunting season Revenge is the only way to ease the pain And the pain that I ease is with the bala to your brain I lost my lil homie to the calles And all they got coming is puro desmadre Remembering the days when it was all good Two lil mocosos terrorizing the hood Flossing our bikes to cruising our rides But now your gone homie and your killer can't hide They can only run but there souls I own And in eternal flames all them bitches will roam [Chorus] Somebody please give me just a minute To explain my misery [Verse 3] Two weeks passed now my homies long gone We had the last meeting and the mission is on I get a four door g ride with balls Beanies, brownies and cuetes for the cause Angels riding shotgun with a Mausberg of course And Chavo with an AK and no remorse Roll up to the hood with the worst intentions None of them fools is even paying attention Kill the lights down the block just for tradition We get out the car in the shotgun position Flash lights blasting fools dropping and running Hoes is screaming me and my dogg straight gunning Extra clips in the pockets hoes in my path I'm killing everybody there gonna feel my wrath Fools shulda never tried to fuck with real G's Somebody please, somebody please [Chorus] Somebody please give me just a minute To explain my misery Somebody please give me just a minute To explain my misery Somebody please From Letras Mania