| It was a hot late night when I remember kicking back
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| Bumpin the oldies out the homey Dopey’s Cadillac
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| Parked on the block drinkin buestos sellin dope
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| Me, my homey Joker, Sharpe, my primo locs
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| Watchin out, keep an eye out for the black and white
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| Kickin back, bendin days on a crazy ass night
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| The block was rollin just like any other day
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| The only thing I didn’t know, I was gonna get sprayed
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| Damn loco, a rafla hit the block
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| Fools hanging out, next thing I knew I was shot
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| Down I fell, it seemed like it was all a dream
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| All I kept hearin was the homeboys scream
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| Look ese, don’t die he kept saying
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| I tried to get up but in his arms I kept laying
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| I look around and seen my homies everywhere
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| Faces lookin down at me, then I started getting scared
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| I was feeling cold, my body all numbed up I looked at my homey but I couldn’t even talk
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| Please dear God, don’t let this be my last day
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| I closed my eyes and went into a deep daze
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| Somebody please
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| Give me just a minute
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| I never knew that this would be My last day
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| The juras came, they blocked the calle all up All I kept hearin was the homey got shot
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| The medics worked on me, and the juras all around
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| Hittin up my homeys all about what went down
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| I got rushed to the hospital, I guess to cut me up Slowly I was dying, damn I know I’m stuck
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| I hear the doctors comin rushing tryin to save me Theres nothing else to do they said, but wait and see
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| Now I’m stranded in a coma, on a life support machine
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| With my family around me, but no way to win
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| Mom starts crying, and my Pops is holding tight
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| With tears in his eyes, telling me to fight
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| Everything went black, and I got cold as ice
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| When a big flash of light appeared before my eyes
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| It’s a shame we die, for the game will never end
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| But now I know, now I understand
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| Now I know I’m gone, but that’s the way it all goes
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| I’m lying in the casket in some gangster clothes
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| Homeys walking up, to pay their last respects
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| With tears in their eyes, dressed up in all black
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| (I just got something in my eyes)
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| Rest In Peace homeboy is what they all say
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| Soon I’ll be buried, I’ll be on my way
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| From ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
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| It’s payback time, and in my homeboys I trust
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| An eye for an eye, that’s what it’s all about
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| I know my hood’ll get back cuz I had mucho clout
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| I guess this is it, now it’s time to ride
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| In the big black hurst, with chrome S’s on the side
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| Bumper to bumper all the way down the street
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| Down to the cemetery, rollin deep
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| Headin down the Eastside on my way
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| I never thought I’d come to see my last day |