Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pour This Liquor Out, artist - Layzie Bone. Date of issue: 22.10.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pour This Liquor Out |
| Deuce-double-oh-tre |
| Layzie Bone, representin for all my fallen soldiers |
| I keep my, feet on the concrete, and I ride for the cause |
| That’s why this opportunity still knockin like I would in my balls |
| Forever the, hood in me dawg, and yeah the law is still trailin |
| Been some time since I been drug sellin, they labeled me a thug felon |
| And at least they think so, see me rollin in my Benzo drivin |
| I-90 East on the freeway, po-po and they wanna stop me |
| They see me leave the projects, pick up suspicious objects |
| My cousin Skano had that sticky green so I went to cop it |
| They always fuckin with me, just got a Denali truck |
| They hate that I’m it with the windows tinted, finna roll this up |
| And I know they hate to see me, they smell the leather on me |
| As soon as they ask me for license I’m quick to flash it on 'em |
| And sure done rollin 'em proper, cause dawg I learned my lesson |
| Big Wally told me to get legit so I can roll with weapons |
| And I pray the Lord he bless 'em, I pray he R.I.P |
| Forever I’m holdin down your legacy in these streets |
| So we pour this liquor out |
| For the thugs that’s gone, for the thugs that’s gone |
| And if you feelin what we talkin about |
| Then you know we mourn, and you know it’s on |
| Even though they all gone home |
| You know life goes on, and it won’t be long |
| 'til we see each other again |
| It goes on and on on, and on and on on |
| We wanted the money and the power, remember how quick it all came? |
| Little hustlers gettin it, makin that dough, already we thick in the game |
| We thought we as slick as they came, a little bit sick and deranged |
| Doin thangs, did not seem strange, I can’t explain but we had to bang |
| And your name we keep it poppin, them polished pimpin playas |
| Represent from everywhere, my niggas from the Clair |
| We keep on movin, movin, if I happen to be who next |
| Just keep on movin, movin, makin these niggas give respect |
| Cause I’m that worldwide baller now, and everywhere I go |
| I keep my heat right by my side, in case y’all ain’t know |
| We wouldn’t do shit to start some drama, man we riders for real |
| Layin our freedom on the line, tryin to provide us a meal |
| And I’m makin mil’s, sellin mil’s off record deals, still in the hood |
| Nigga Troy, Hollywood, Little Boo, it’s all good |
| We love y’all and miss y’all, Tombstone from Mo Thug |
| You my dawg, and sho' enough, and you know when I show love (that's right) |
| This life is tricky, ain’t it? |
| Pictures painted, tainted and distorted |
| It’s like these memories all I have, so I report it and record it |
| Remember that baby she was gorgeous, not a flaw in the world |
| But she left us and went to Heaven, oh precious, that beautiful little girl |
| See we can take it for granted, cause it ain’t promised |
| Never know just how this life is gon' be |
| Better take advantage as much as you can manage |
| Cause if you damage it this is all it’s gon' be — trust me |
| Too many celebrities perish, these people we love and cherish |
| And I had a chance to met Aaliyah, but I was too embarrassed |
| And I should’ve took that chance, I heard that from a man |
| Jam Master Jay was so real, y’all niggas don’t understand |
| He told me to handle my busniess, make sure I pay my taxes |
| A little advice from a legend to keep my paper stackin |
| And I gotta give props to Eazy, that nigga put me on |
| If he didn’t believe in the Thugs, y’all wouldn’t have heard of Bone |