Omar Reyna - Can't Say Goodbye lyrics

[Hook: Charlie Wilson] I'm a man, I gotta take care of my family Fighting these pressures in my life I know my mind should be on shinin' and gettin' Grammy's But these streets won't say goodbye [Intro: Charlie Wilson] (Snoop Dogg) I can't say goodbye (To the blocks) Goodbye (To the hood) Goodbye (To the streets) I can't say goodbye (To the hood) Goodbye (To the blocks) Goodbye (To the streets) I can't say goodbye (To the blocks) Goodbye (To the streets) Goodbye (To the hood) I can't say goodbye (To the hood) Goodbye (To the blocks) Goodbye (To the homies) [Verse 1] I guess it's true, you can't take the hood out the homeboy Plus my hood just lost another homeboy Another one got locked, and we don't know If he comin' home boy The industry tell me, just leave it alone boy Let them do them, take care of your own boy But I sit back, think about, before I was grown boy Then had dreams of bein' a doe boy Yeah I was runnin' from the po-po, bangin' for the turf Late night huntin', puttin' in work Hood day comin', airbrushed shirt Payday at the spot, got my haircut first Made mom sick when I wouldn't go to church See I live in the 'burbs but I think 21st I know since I've left that it's gotten much worse But I'd still be there if I couldn't write a verse [Hook] [Verse 2] To the blocks that raised me The enemies and the homies that made me Tough enough to hang on the corners that would mold me Critics wonder if I'm tryin' to be the old me But if they think the old me ever left Then they don't really know me And gon' know we don't change, we just become O.G You always addicted to the life, you just don't O.D But sh**, I owe the streets before they owe me Took me in when my mama didn't want me Too wild to be her child, and pops not around Now all I got now is the homies To teach me, how to be a man and what not How to break ounces into grams and what not The reason I'm so nice with my hands and what not sh**, you think I forgot? Nah [Hook] [Verse 3] Thank God every day that the boy could spit And all around the world they enjoyin' my sh** I know I got plenty more awards to get I got a beautiful wife and some gorgeous kids But it wouldn't be right if I ignored the sh** That made me who I am, the music and the man Told me that I can before the world gave a damn If it wasn't for my n***as sayin' stick to the plan Probably be a gun instead of a pen in my hand Probably be doin' a dub in the pen with my man They say leave the streets but they don't really understand All I had was the block when I didn't have fans Rapped on the corners when I couldn't get spins All I had was the homies when I didn't have kids If it all came down, my career was to end I'm sure my name would live, in these streets [Hook]