《Cheers》歌词

[00:00:01] 歌词编辑：MC明哲

[00:00:01] A lotta' mathafuckas man...

[00:00:02] [Intro

[00:00:03] Who Green, Shine Stringer, Keith Stringer Lawan, U Serv, Little Randy

[00:00:09] That's what I'm doing this for...

[00:00:11] [Verse 1

[00:00:11] Yeah... we aint here to mourn, we here to celebrate.

[00:00:17] So this one is for all my dogs who didn't

[00:00:20] make it in the struggle man I's remember

[00:00:23] when I was on the Ave. clutching them dimes

[00:00:25] Gut touching my spine, busting my

[00:00:28] rhymes Feeling like im living in them lost times,

[00:00:31] No sight of the future

[00:00:32] Damn right, I would shoot ya, palm tight on a rooster

[00:00:36] Old in the face cause this hold on my case

[00:00:38] Got my growth at a fast pace Old folks like "O?

[00:00:41] Oh he's a bad case,

[00:00:43] He won't last; his track record will do the math

[00:00:45] Crack Solicitation on the avenue is not new to you

[00:00:48] Listeners but this is true

[00:00:51] listen up I got a spew at it and keep it all truth

[00:00:54] or else i might as well give this up

[00:00:56] Feel me now, from rocks to pow pows,

[00:00:58] glocks to pow-duh I dun did it all so i clutch my balls

[00:01:02] And notice they still here, so Obie is still here

[00:01:05] So Kobe, here's to

[00:01:07] you and daddy's new career

[00:01:08] [Chorus

[00:01:08] So grab ya cups of Beer!

[00:01:10] put em up lets Cheer!

[00:01:11] Here's a toast to all my soldiers who aint here

[00:01:14] This is it my nigga this what we boast about

[00:01:16] Get your bottle homie po' some out

[00:01:19] Now grab ya cups of Gin! put em up lets Win!

[00:01:22] Here's a toast to never looking back again

[00:01:25] This is it my nigga this what we boast about

[00:01:28] Get your bottle homie po' some out

[00:01:30] [Verse 2

[00:01:30] Now i understand every man got a story to tell

[00:01:34] Buy fuck it i got a story as well

[00:01:36] Growing up it was niggaz either buried or jailed

[00:01:39] Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for the llelo

[00:01:42] Locked in a cell, who's to blame?

[00:01:45] When I was raised in this hood when my crew was slain

[00:01:48] Only a few remains. you talk about struggle

[00:01:51] With your bubble gum life style,

[00:01:53] nigga fuck you I'm here today for fam that passed away

[00:01:57] Bodies' deep six nigga flesh decayed

[00:02:00] Real cats, who had techs to spray

[00:02:02] Babies to raise, missed them cradles n went straight

[00:02:05] To the grave, that hood life is in me

[00:02:08] So I, sip that remi while my pockets scream gimmie

[00:02:11] Let me get air, im guaranteeing ya'll feeling me

[00:02:14] Straight from the block to the industry

[00:02:16] [Chorus

[00:02:16] So grab ya cups of Beer! put em up lets Cheer!

[00:02:19] Here's a toast to all my soldiers who aint here

[00:02:22] This is it my nigga this what we boast about

[00:02:25] Get your bottle homie po' some out Now grab ya cups of Gin! put em up lets Win!

[00:02:31] Here's a toast to never looking back again

[00:02:33] This is it my nigga this what we boast about

[00:02:36] Get your bottle homie po' some out

[00:02:40] [Outro

[00:02:41] Yeah! All my homies thats deceased, rest in peace

[00:02:47] My nigga Champsky, lil Green Pink Funk you'll be home in a minute nigga

[00:02:54] We get it popping' I got a chance to speak to the word nigga

[00:03:02] And I aint stopping, straight off the crab. 313! (ohhh yeah)

[00:03:02] And I aint stopping, straight off the crab. 313! (ohhh yeah)