Mopreme Shakur - Pour Out a Little Liquor lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, pour out a little liquor for your homies n***a This one here go out to my n***a Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come up man? [Verse 1] I started young, kickin' dust and livin' rough You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss, man I had a down a** 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** the coppers Hangin' on the block, slangin' rocks and makin' profits I couldn't f** with the school life, I was a fool I'll play that motherf**er 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** and then I f** That's how we do it (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 Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my n***a's busted The cops whoopin' on my n***a in jail Tryin' to get a motherf**er to tell And could nobody diss my n***a Damn, I miss my n***a Pour out a little liquor [Hook & Ad-libs] "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 and I still can't let go" Pour out a little liquor for your real motherf**in 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" What's that you drinkin' on? [Verse 2] 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 in a worry I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle Boxin' with them s**ers '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 being big time G's Rollin' in mob cars, movin' them keys And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo Get to' down for my n***as in the pen, yo Your son's gettin' big and strong And I'd love'm like one of my own, so you come home and The years sure fly with the 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 sh** for me Homie, I can remember scrappin' back to back Throwin' dogs on them s**ers 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 [Outro/Hook] "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 sh** over Pour out a little liquor This for my n***a Madman Dagz, Hood, Silk, yeah "My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go" A little liquor for my homies, y'all We in this motherf**in' piece, yeah "My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go" Pour out a little liquor Young Queen, yeah "My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go" This one goes out to all my mack partners Back in the motherf**in' Bay "My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go" Oaktown still in the motherf**in' house (Pour out a little liquor) My n***a Richie Rich, [?]King Gov'na "My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go" (I don't care, Night Train, Hennessy) All my real motherf**in' partners (Pour out a little liquor) And all my real partners in Marin, f** you busta a** n***as "My cousin' died last year and I still can't let go" Yeah n***a, pour out a little liquor!!