I miss my dawgs Lyrics
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I miss my dawgs Lyricsby Lil' Wayne Buy album CD: Tha Carter [Lil Wayne talking] Yea.yea.yea.yea This is the Carter muthafucka, yea And in my building I must keep it real [Lil Wayne] 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, shit I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya Throw that at you and them bitches homie And I know that aint you wit that dissin 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 Whats mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea We still a army in this bitch homie Yea Cash Money still the shit homie, shit homie Whats really real is you feelin me nigga That Hot Boy shit still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga And I aint got time to speak the history I miss you and I know you missin Gizzle but [Hook: Reel (Lil Wayne) Repeat X2] Man I miss my dawgs(yea) Many nights club poppin(yea) Many nights we were blowin trees(yea) Many nights we were hustlin(yea) Man I miss my dawgs(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) [Lil Wayne] And I remember when you came to the click I had already made my name in the click, but you got famous and shit I got my solja rag and dangled my shit I was down to just to hang wit you shit And I banged to the boogie bang bang wit yo click And I aint even from the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, shit But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat At them shows while you performed and posed I was waitin for a nigga to jump, see I was patient but was ready to duck Cuz you my brother chump Real Gs never buckle up But every family aint 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 muthafucka But history is history I miss you and I know you missin me Juve but [Hook] [Repeat X2] [Lil Wayne] You was my nigga, my nerd, my joy, my herb My main muthafuckin man Turk My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was father I skilled, 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 cuz we stayed to our self Member B and Slim leavin, 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 nigga sub mage my brother, the Sqad's my brother The nigga you left behind is my brothers [Hook] [Repeat X2]
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