Pour Out A Little Liquor - 2Pac/Thug Life

Yeah

Pour out a little liquor for your homies n***a

This one here go out to my n***a Mike Coolie

Light up a fat one for this one

How you come up man

I started young kickin' dust and livin' rough

You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man

I had a down a*s homie though we ran the streets

And on the scene at the age of fourteen huh

I packed a nine and my n***a packed a forty-five

We drinkin' forties lil' shorties livin naughty lives

You couldn't stop us long as

I got my glock f**k the coppers

Hangin' on the block slangin' rocks and makin' profits

I couldn't f**k with the school life I was a fool

I'll play that motherf**ker for a toll man

Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin'

Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain 'cause we drinkin'

Playin' them h*es like manure

First let my n***a f**k and

Then I f**k that's how we do it

Ha ha

It's two n***as comin' up out the hood

Livin' life just as good as we could

But since a b***h can't be trusted

H*es snitched to the po-lice now my n***a's busted

The cops whoopin' on my n***a in jail

Tryin' to get a motherf**ker to tell

And couldn't nobody diss my n***a

D**n I miss my n***a

Pour out a little liquor

My cousin died last year and I still can't let go

This goes out to all you so called G's

My cousin died last year

Pour out a little liquor for your real motherf**kin' partners

Don't let the drink get like that y'all huh

Pour out a little liquor

My cousin died last year and I still can't let go

Pour out a little liquor

My cousin died last year

What's that you drinkin' on

Drinkin' on gin smokin' on blunts and it's on

Reminisce about my n***as that's dead and gone

And now they buried sometimes my eyes still get blurry

'Cause I'm losin' all my homies and I worry

I got my back against a brick wall trapped in a circle

Boxin' with them suckers 'til my knuckles turn purple

Mama told me Son there'll be days like this

Don't want to think so I hit the drink and stay blitzed

We had plans of bein' big time G's

Rolling in marked cars movin' them keys

And now I roll up the window blaze

Up some indo

Get to' down for my n***as in the pen yo

Your son's gettin' big and strong

And I'd love'm like one of my

Own 'til you come home and

The years sure fly with the quickness

You do the time and I'll keep handlin' yo' business

That's the way it's supposed to be

Homie if it was me you'd do the s**t for me

Homie I can remember scrapin' back to back

Throwin' dogs on them suckers runnin' up on this young hog

I hope my words can paint a perfect picture

And let ya know how much a n***a miss ya

Pour out some liquor

My cousin died last year and I still can't let go

Look at you

Drinkin' got you where you don't even give respect to your partners

Pour out some liquor n***a

It ain't like that

Tip that s**t over

Pour out a little liquor

This for my n***a Madman

Dagz Hood Silk yeah

A little liquor for my homies y'all

We in this motherf**kin' piece yeah

Pour out a little liquor

Young Queen yeah

This one goes out to all my mack partners

Back in the motherf**kin' bay

Oaktown still in the motherf**kin' house

My n***a Richie Rich Gov'na

I don't care Nighttrain Henessey

All my real motherf**kin' partners

Pour out a little liquor

Partnas in Marin f**k you busta a*s n***as

Yeah n***a pour out a little liquor