Tom: G
Introdução:
G D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Em Em7
G
C Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
C D
My nigga, we the last ones left
But life goes on
G
As I bail through the empty halls
D
Breath stinkin' in my jaws
Em Em7
Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call
C Em
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin by
C D
It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry
G D
Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls
Em Em7
We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?
C Em
Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed
C D
Get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me
G D
Two in the morning and we still high assed out
Em Em7
Screamin thug till I die before I passed out
C Em
But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
C D
Thinkin I don't wanna die all alone
But now ya gone
G D
And all I got left are stinkin memories
Em Em7
I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin Hennessy
C Em
While tryin to make it last
C D
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed
Cause life goes on
G D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Em Em7
G
C Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
C D
My nigga, we the last ones left
But life goes on
G D
Yeah nigga I got the word as hell
Em Em7
Ya blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
C Em
Time to prepare to do fed time won't see parole
C D
Imagine life as a convict that's gettin old
G D
Plus with the drama we're lookin out for your baby's mama
Em Em7
Takin risks, while keepin cheap tricks from gettin on her
C Em
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
C D
Remember gamin on dumb hotties at chill parties
G D
Me and you no true a two
Em
While scheming on hits and gettin tricks
Em7
That maybe we can slide into
C
But now you buried
Em
Rest nigga cause I ain't worried
C D G
Eyes blurried, sayin goodbye at the cemetery
D
Though memories fade
Em
I got your name tatted on my arm
Em7 C
So we both ball till my dyin days
Em
Before I say goodbye
C
Kato and Mental rest in peace
D
Thug till I die
G D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Em Em7
G
C Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
C D
My nigga, we the last ones left
But life goes on
G D
Bury me smilin, with G's in my pocket
Em Em7
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
C Em
Let the hoes that I used to know
From way before
C D
Kiss me from my head to my toe
G
Give me a paper and pen
D
So I can write about my life of sin
Em Em7
A coupla bottles of gin incase I don't get in
C Em
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
C
Nobody cries when we die
D G
We outlaws let me ride
D
Until I get free
Em Em7
I live my life in the fast lane got police chasin me
C Em
To my niggas from old blocks from old crews
C D
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
G D
Pour out some liquor have a toast for the homies
Em Em7
See we both gotta die but you chose to go before me
C Em
And brothers miss you while you're gone
C D
You left your nigga on his own, how long we moan
Life goes on
G D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Em Em7
G
C Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
C D
My nigga, we the last ones left
But life goes on