its been a while....since i left da hood
came back i heard things ain't goin 2 good
lil mama still pushin da wood
cuz yo know i gotta do what i can
u was my homie i ain't need no man
we use 2 push nice whips and do big thing thangs
and wont scared da let da glock slang
for those who can't hang
we was caught in da game...so i had 2 leave
but never did i once move da gat from my sleeve
ya moms died so i was there when u greaved
i admit things did get heated alot
but u stood by my side when things got hot
da lust was there...but still friends we remained
but i must say i stil fell for ya game
leavin da hood was da worse i could do
cuz i'm right back reminiscin about u
if i was there yo soul would be save
but now i'm here pourin liquor on ya grave
i'm covered in fame
but 4 u i'd give it all up
and even then 2 ya friendship it isn't enough

R.I.P. Big Snook!

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My angel

"My heart my soul...my love my blood"