Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blackbird (Feat. Lil Los, Shadow & Lou E Lou), artist - Woodie
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Blackbird (Feat. Lil Los, Shadow & Lou E Lou) |
Yeah this one for my boy Blackbird |
This your boy Woodie homie |
Still down here struggling dog |
Be there in a minute |
It’s me, Lil' Los, Shadow, Lou-e-Lou |
Lil' bird in this muthaf*cka too |
This dedicated to you homie |
Blackbird! |
Do you remember when I bought the seventy-five caprice glasshouse |
I came back to the Yoc after pullin' eight hundred cash out |
We took it to my pops shop. |
And sanded it down |
Got it sprayed apple green, we sixteen through the town |
That was when the click down-n-dirty album just dropped |
And that Mr. flamboyant made them by 9's knock |
We were dippin' so hard we had the wheel comin' off the ground |
Tryin' to peel every notch in town |
While attemptin' to keep the yoc locked down |
Any scraps we ran across we hopped out and got down |
Drinkin' forties, smokin' bammer, earnin' stripes was our life |
Buyin' any strap we could, what good was a knife? |
We was tryin' ta take 'em all out the game |
And at the same time have the hoes callin' our name |
We were naive and young… Maybe even dumb |
But there’s nothin' like the feelin' when the respect come |
Cause many recognized we got down to business |
And very capable of leavin' enemies wigs split |
We was kids… showin' up to school the next day |
Like nothin' happened, it’s all part of life in the bay… hey |
I guess our fathers bred some killaz |
But I’m still here and you’re gone and I don’t feel a |
Muthaf*ckin' thang of that, I wanna bring it back |
Blackbird! |
I wish I could bring ya back |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
This is dedicated to my homie that never made it |
I reminisce and miss you even more when I’m faded |
You were always hated and misunderstood |
Just a down muthaf*cka that was reppin' his hood |
I wish you could come back like you did that one time |
When you walked up all good it nearly blew my mind |
As I rewind and think about that love you showed |
Especially when you let me know it’s hard to let you go |
I know for sure you’re in a better place restin' in peace |
With that struggle off your face |
Ain’t nothin' gonna replace the times we all had |
Kickin' it in the alley drinkin' liquor smokin' mary sacs |
It really don’t matter man for what you did |
I got your back 'till this day |
I gives a f*ck what they say |
Send my love to Ray |
I know he’s up there hearin' this |
I bet your in the studio next to me feelin' this |
I wish I could get rid of this feelin' that I got |
When I smash thru the Yoc with your image in my knot |
Turn my back I will not |
Will forever be bound givin' love to my homie |
Pourin' liquor on the ground |
Always like a big brother protected me in the streets |
A homie like no other |
Was always real when he speaked |
Soon it’ll be time for me so I’ll see you later |
God bless rest in peace man and f*ck these haters! |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
I’m fosho of what I know my folks got murdered by the popo |
They tip-toed to unload exposed and cover up in coco |
Count me so don’t doubt me cause up in my town |
There their ain’t no cush and plantin' bushes the po’s is crooked |
You’ll see me creepin' up out of the bushes |
Look at the pain imposed, we lost Big Los |
I was gone awhile but they hit home |
Never thought it’d get so shady |
Lost the babies in our range is gone |
But remains are all but memories recollections and reflections |
I can move all of us |
That h is on our gauge is strapped trade by 7's smithin' west |
It’s nothing too expensive cause we didn’t have scratch |
But we had each others back |
Now I’m like damn man what happened to that? |
I miss the times when we would ride times side by side before Los died |
I cried that night in the park but in my heart and mind you still alive |
So keep ridin' it’s Blackbird |
Cause you never been no coward puttin' that phat work on you rivals |
Keepin' the title 'till it spiral out |
But now nothing to say wanna go back erase the game |
Change his fate for thangs attained insane |
Live it up in the strange and I remain to be the same old g |
You’ll always see up in these streets with heat beneath the seat four g’s |
I’m the creep no peace fire free and breeze |
Remember this underclubbin' never tendin' or pretendin' |
No surrender northern member |
Callin' the Blackbird look at the yappers |
Let’s go back let’s reminisce |
The click was thick but few were g’s though |
You were ridin' hitless shoutin' at b*tches not f*ckin' P.N.C |
Hoes was creepin' up at the high you would deny |
We hittin' switches unless you would we with you |
So to you this is the tribute |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
That sweat hit my forehead feel it trickle thru my skin |
Holdin' in my ghetto tears |
Blackbird let’s remember gettin' drunk in H when BNT was around |
Cuttin' prices on the you know cars trafficin' it down |
But then when I did it you felt like we spitted |
Cause I was lost in that light and really was kickin' |
My bad I was gone in that fast pace one track mind |
Lift needed I would ride then a drop I would die |
When that sucka pulled a strap I snatched the strap out his hand |
You shook like a pitt and put yo hands on the man |
Now that I’m thinkin' it’s good that you did it |
Cause as paper was showin' that thang’n was snitchin' |
I’m grown now homie no more foolish behavior |
I’m the gent laced up with a 6th sense of a player |
I’m taking care of my daughter cause I don’t need a father |
All that bullshit before this n*gga don’t bother |
Still I’m northern Cali red caught a bud to their head |
Tryna get ahead or give a finger to the feds |
Can I drink it to heaven have mercy on our sins |
You understand and have compassion |
For the bod amongst friends |
Rest in peace playboy |
We all love you homie |
I’ll never forget you Los |
Got a good game out homie |
But for that I’ll be witchu right now |
Without a second thought |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |
Blackbird dedicated his life to the game |
So if you’re Norteno, remember his name |
Carlos Joseph Ramirez, a soldier much love |
Amongst any homeboyz that now rest above |