Pour Out A Little Liquor (Explicit) - 2Pac (图派克)/Thug Life

Composed by：GAMBLE KENNETH/HUFF LEON A/SHAKUR TUPAC AMARU

Yeah pour out a little liquor for your homies n***a

This one here go out to my n***a Mike Cooley

Light up a fat one for this one

How you come up man

I started young

Kickin' dust and livin' rough

You'd watch your mouth

Around my mama you couldn't cuss man

I had a down a*s homie though

We ran the streets

And on the scene at the age of fourteen huh

I packed a nine and my n***a packed a forty five

We drinkin' forties

Lil' shorties livin' naughty lives

You couldn't stop us

Long as I got my Glock f**k the coppers

Hangin' on the block

Slangin' rocks and makin' profits

I couldn't f**k with the school life

I was a fool

I'd play that motherf**ker for a tool man

Tonight'll be the night that's what we thinkin'

Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain 'cause we drinkin'

Playin' them hoes like manure

First let my n***a f**k and then I f**k

That's how we do her haha

It's two n***as comin' up out the hood

Livin' life just as good as we could

But since a b***h can't be trusted

H*es snitched to the police now my n***a's busted

The cops whoopin' on my n***a in jail

Tryin' to get a motherf**ker to tell

And couldn't nobody diss my n***a

D**n I miss my n***a

Pour out a little liquor

My cousin died last year and I still can't let go

This goes out to all you so called G's

My cousin died last year

Pour out a little liquor for your real motherf**kin' partners

Don't let the drink get like that y'all huh

Pour out a little liquor

My cousin died last year and I still can't let go

Pour out a little liquor

My cousin died last year and I still can't let go

Drinkin' on gin smokin' on blunts and it's on

Reminisce about my n***as that's dead and gone

And now they buried sometimes my eyes still get blurry

'Cause I'm losin' all my homies and I worry

I got my back against a brick wall trapped in a circle

Boxin' with them suckers 'til my knuckles turn purple

Mama told me

Son there'll be days like this

Don't wanna think so

I hit the drink and stay blitzed

We had plans of bein' big time G's

Rollin' in mob cars movin' them keys

And now I roll up the window blaze up some indo

Get tore down for my n***as in the pen' yo

Your son's gettin' big and strong

And I'd love him like one of my own

So you come home

And the years sure fly with a quickness

You do the time and I'll keep handlin' yo' business

That's the way it's supposed to be homie

If you was me you'd do the s**t for me homie

I can remember scrappin' back to back throwin' dogs

On them suckers runnin' up on this young hog

I hope my words can paint a perfect picture

And let you know how much a n***a miss ya

Pour out some liquor

My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go

Look at you drinkin' got you

Where you don't even give respect to your partners

Pour out some liquor n***a

It ain't like that tip that s**t over

Pour out a little liquor

This for my n***a Madman Dagz Hood Silk yeah

A little liquor for my homies y'all

We in this motherf**kin' piece yeah

Pour out a little liquor

Young Queen yeah

This one goes out to all my mack partners

Back in the motherf**kin' Bay

Oaktown still in the motherf**kin' house

Pour out a little liquor

My n***a Richie Rich Govenor

I don't care Night Train Hennessy

And all my real partners in Marin

F**k you busta a*s n***as

Yeah n***a man man pour out a little liquor