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Correct Never Be Friends Lyrics
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Correct Never Be Friends
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[Verse:] Yeah though I walk through the valley of death Vest on, Teflon now I'm approached in my Hurricane sweats Black chrome my shoulder, big wheel 'till it's over He never got to see me put black chrome on the Rova Reading your obituary wishing we never met So I wouldn't have to she'd tears or wake up in cold sweats Lookin' at this bottle of Hennessy wishing you never left Wishing I chased your Monte Carlo down and gave you my vest Or better yet I wish they never let you out And I never got that phone call tellin' me that you out Wish you never signed the release form I wouldn't have had to clear this sample Or use this track to say rest in peace for him You wanted to know if Dre and Em felt you? They did, before I could tell you somebody killed you I feel pain for everybody that ever knew the real you Call Nas tell him that I got an I'll Will too [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Niggas politickin' wanna know why I'm rhymin' different My best friend got murdered, nigga my mind is different If you ain't never spent no time in prison You can't understand these bars or the lines I'm spittin' Niggas rilin' me up let's go find a victim I can't do it homie that's the reason Shyne in prison And through divine intervention ten plus years doing crime in the trenches Multiply by the time we spent in the kitchen It's a life worth of hard livin', Cuban cigar tippin' Twelve grade ditchin', purple serve by the jar sippin' If you lost a homie you know friendship is God given I've done seen the church so much you'd think I was born Christian I've done seen more dead bodies than a mortician Seen niggas in and out of county blues like they was born crippin' So I'ma keep on livin' cause when I'm gone niggas ain't gonna do shit But fuck my bitch and poor liquor [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] What if you was me And you had to sit through an entire funeral While the Pastor readin' your homeboy's eulogy I'm already dead What the fuck you gonna do to me? Keep talking shit I'll empty my clip in that G-Unit tee Gimme a minute to say my grace with God I'll see your face in the mirror I came a long way to talk And tell you your Moms is missing you Your Pops is missing you Just saw your baby pictures in your Grandmother's living room Face is missing you homie Wink is missing you Thank God you left us memories and songs to listen to Vale is missing you The hood is missing you Let my son graduate high school And I'm gonna come visit you The world is missing you Eminem was feeling you Dre said he felt your vibe the little time we spent with you Pour the Henny out 'cause he ain't here in the physical They say real men don't cry but nigga I'm missing you [Chorus:]
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