Still here

For my hommies that is gone, God bless your soul
Eyes still wet up and shit
Still can`t let it go
Through thick and thin
Through ups and lows
Good times don`t fade
Yeah you probably know

Big O remember we would clash right ?
Fuck these teachers pullin pranks during class time
Playing hide and seek with them gas pipes
No hummer in my fridge we was the bad type
Braggin you gon make with this football shit
Frankfurt Galaxy curved you, you was super pissed
Livin wild and furious like we Ludacris
Tight kins brothers for life
Cause you was cool and lit
Your mom loves you
Still sending prayers for you
The hood still remembers you dog
You was boss dude
Where Tariq at ? straight player
Had them chicks clapped
Now he bumming on the streets
Like he a mismatch
We grew round pricks
In high boots and steel caps
So we carried knuckledusters make em feel that
You name it
We probably done did that
For my hommies up to heaven on big raft

Who would have thought it would pan out like this ?
Used to brawl lil kids ball our hands to a fist
Remember Bob with the canon he ripped
Remember Chris he got stuck on some chemical trip
Remember Nick had that canada chick
She didn't know he would film her on camera shit ( sicko )
Remember Ice caught a bid over money scams
And Monique's funny dance on them summer jams
Malice built like tanks she could stomp a man
And Rasheed makin doe bought a hummer van
Bam stabbed Reese for a hundred grams
Then his men came back and they blundgeoned Bam
Ron was a player, Tom was a beater
Scuffles on the bball court over cheeba
See i knew that these summers was blissed
Gin and juice came out we was pumpin that shit
Everyday hung out we was drunk to the tip
We was pissed, cause Jay got the book thrown at em
This for homies who stood and gone brethrens