Tell the dead G'S that you care
Throw your THREE'S in the air
Represent for the homies who'll be gone next year
When you come from the streets
Theres no knowing where you'll go
Side by Side with that homie Pac
Where all on Death Row
Spread your wings to the side
and say I'll see you at the Crossroads
When you Live by the gun and Die by the gun
Tell them motha fuckas it's HEAVEN that you Won
We dont pick the life of living as a Goon
Its Aiight to lose a homie youll see them again soon.
CopyWrtitten...
BY: SWEET MISERY 2007
