Lil Wayne - Man I Miss My Dawgs lyrics

Yea, yea, yea, yea This is the Carter motherf**er, yea And in my building I must keep it real And man I miss the times, we would shine, you would keep on your side You would teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry Then we get on the line and go over our lines We were in the same position and that's when you change position, sh** I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya Throw that at you and them b**hes homie And I know that ain't you wit that dissing on me That's why I never replied and never will just let em live phony If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie What's mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea We still a army in this b**h homie Yea Cash Money still the sh** homie, sh** homie What's really real is you feeling me n***a That Hot Boy sh** still in me n***a, word the giggity n***a And I ain't got time to speak the history I miss you and I know you missing Gizzle but [Chorus: x2] Man I miss my dogs(yea) Many nights club popping(yea) Many nights we were blowing trees(yea) Many nights we were hustling(yea) Man I miss my dogs(yea) Me and you through thick and thin(yea) Me and you through the very end(yea) For only you I was in the game(yea) And I remember when you came to the click I had already made my name in the click, but you got famous and sh** I got my soldier rag and dangled my sh** I was down to just to hang wit you sh** And I banged to the boogie bang bang wit yo click And I ain't even from the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, sh** But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat At them shows while you performed and posed I was waiting for a n***a to jump, see I was patient but was ready to duck Cause you my brother chump Real Gs never buckle up But every family ain't filled wit gangstas that's real And that's real and I would never turn my back or turn ya down Even if you turned around motherf**er But history is history I miss you and I know you missing me Juve but [Chorus: x2] You was my n***a, my nerd, my joy, my herb My main motherf**ing man Turk My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was father I sk**ed, he schooled, we chilled, we moved We thug, we hung, we ate, we slept We lived, we died, I stayed, you left Remember how we played to the left And we stayed out of trouble 'cause we stayed to our self Member B and Slim leaving, hand the ki's over Tell me not to go Uptown and we went straight to tha Nolia While I watched you reunite wit yo soljas And yo mom and brothers, while I lied to the stunna Yea those were the times my brother Now I recognize real and I honor my brother Yea n***a sub mage my brother, the Sqad's my brother The n***a you left behind is my brothers [Chorus: x2]