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јр  елли јр  елли”спешный музыкант 1990-х, работавший в стиле ритм-энд-блюз.

I Wish Remix To The Hommies That Were Lost

Yo?Т what up my nigga

You know I was in the hood

I just thought I?Тd stop by

Holler at you for a minute

Pour out a little liquor or some?Тin?Т



Nigga we done been through a lot of shit together

From runnin?Т these streets to bein?Т down for whatever

And now that you?Тre gone I got a whole lot of shit to

tell you

Things I should?Тve said way back when we was younger



Remember when we used to roll hand in hand

And now I?Тm trippin?Т on how I really miss you, man

And remember when you and me would say

We?Тd get up out this hood and everything would be okay



It?Тs all good now (My nigga)

We out the hood now (Mmm)

We had the same ideas, but not the same careers

We shared the same old laugh, and now the same tears



You were my homie, my sconey, my Roni

My nigga and never placed no bitch before me

Man, I sear to God I love for that shit

Why?Тd you have to get hit

Where was I, what time was it



You were supposed to get older with me

On stage, hands on shoulders with me

Coppin?Т them Range Rovers with me

Sittin?Т on thangs and smokin?Т trees



And if it wasn?Тt for the will that God had made

I?Тd turn back the hands of time and take your place

Sittin?Т here sippin?Т on this Hennessy

Just thinkin?Т about how much you meant to me (My nigga)



Even when you?Тre gone you will always be my nigga

When you went home I?Тm still missin?Т you, my nigga

I?Тm feelin?Т like the timing was wrong, my nigga

I know you?Тre smilin?Т down sayin?Т carry on, my nigga



Some times my nights can get long, my nigga

Some times I feel God did me wrong, my nigga

So I had to write a song, my nigga

Just to let you know that you?Тre still my nigga



I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)

I wish, I wish, I wish



Little son is lookin?Т at me like, "Where is my daddy?"

And your 13-year old daughter is mad ?Сcause she

understands

Promised your mama I?Тd take care of the family

But she?Тs so hurt, she turns away my helpin?Т hands



Damn, I wish your ass was here, my nigga

To grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my nigga

And we would talk about you gettin?Т up out this game

And you would tell me how it keeps callin?Т your name



(We used to ride-ride-ride)

Never afraid to (Die-die-die)

But some times we (Cry-cry-cry)

Askin?Т the Lord (Why-why-why)

They?Тre tearin?Т down these projects



We were homies for like 20 thug years

Sat in church and cried the same thug tears

You remember when Vibe World Premier

How we used to share the same old gear



And remember when you and me would say

We?Тd get up out this hood and everything would be okay



(It?Тs all good now) My nigga

We out the hood now

It?Тs so easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"

When I?Тm dyin?Т every second that you?Тre gone

Nevertheless I try my best to be strong

Hopin?Т you said your prayers before you went on home



When we stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze

We?Тd slapbox dead in the middle of streets

And if a fight broke out, you would take up for me

You?Тre all I have left of these ghetto memories



I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)

I wish, I wish, I wish



Uh, uh, yo?Т dog, I can?Тt explain how I miss you

We stayed together, coppin?Т cane, poppin?Т pistols

I miss you most

Puttin?Т the doo rag over your bean head

Even out the hood on the scene you brag (Whoa)

Comin?Т up off the fiends for bags

Runnin?Т up out the cleaners, drag

You was the closest nigga I had

Look how we stayed aces

Hustled, made big faces

I wish we could trade places

Fuck givin?Т you ice, I?Тd rather give you life

And the things that I had, I?Тd give you twice (Oh,

yeah)



So what the deal, my nigga, I know you holdin?Т it down

If you could see me you would say I?Тm talkin?Т soft

right now

But it?Тs hard for me to see when I?Тmma see you again

And I know it?Тs fucked up, I gotta talk through this

pen

But you?Тd died for the love of the dough

The love of the block, 16 you was runnin?Т the spot

Boy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curb

Hangin?Т with wild thug niggas, smokin?Т the herb (Mmm,

hmm, hmm)

I?Тm gonna keep pourin?Т this liquor and that?Тs my word

This here is for niggas that be flippin?Т them birds

(Oh)

Word up!



Even though you know you will always be my nigga

(Whoa...whoa...oh...oh..)

Even though you?Тre gone you will also be my nigga

I?Тm feelin?Т like the time when I?Тm high, my nigga



I?Тm feelin?Т like time

I?Тm strung out, sayin?Т, "Radio, please don?Тt take the

nigga out this song

Let it play on, go on, on

So I had to write this song, my nigga

Just to let you know that you?Тre still my nigga

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