This song's dedicated
to my homies
in that gangsta lean
Why'd you have to go so soon
It seems like yesterday
We were hangin'
'round the hood
Now I'm gonna
keep your memory alive
Like a homie should
A lifetime of memories
goin' down the drain
I'd like to keep steppin'
But I can't get past the pain
I tip my forty to your memory
Take a drink
And I start to think and I
I know one day soon
We'll be
We'll be hangin' out
This is for my homies well well
In that gangsta leanin'
That gangsta lean
This is for my homies
Well well well well
In that gangsta leanin'
That gangsta lean
My God my God
Could you pass on
the message for me
Tell 'em to put down
those dice
for a second Lord
Listen to his homie
Could you tell him
I'll never let go of his memory
So his son will know
You don't have
to cry no more
'Cause God's got his back
I said God's got his back
A lifetime of memories
goin' down the drain
I'd like to keep steppin'
But I can't get past the pain
I tip my forty to your memory
Take a drink
And I start to think and I
I know one day soon
We'll be
We'll be hangin' out
I can't believe
that you're gone
I'll see you
I'll see you
Now that you're in that
gangsta lean
Well well well well
Well well
I'm so sorry you're gone
But I've got keep on
I gotta keep movin'
I gotta keep movin'
I gotta keep movin'
Movin' movin' movin'
Movin'
I'll see you
I'll see you