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Pour Out A Little Liquor lyrics mp3 by 2pac [2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come up man? I started young kickin dust and, livin rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn\'t cuss man I had a down ass homie though we ran the streets And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five We drinkin forties, lil\' shorties livin naughty lives You couldn\'t stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits I couldn\'t fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool I\'ll play that motherfucker for a toooollll man Tonight\'ll be the night that\'s what we figurin Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin Playin them hoes like manure First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that\'s how we do it (ha ha!) It\'s two niggaz comin up out the hood livin life just as good as we could But since a bitch can\'t be trusted Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga\'s busted The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail tryin to get a motherfucker to tell And couldn\'t nobody diss my nigga Damn, I miss my nigga Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can\'t let go" [4X] This goes out to all you so called G\'s Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners Don\'t let the drink get like that y\'all, huh Pour out a little liquor Pour out a little liquor What\'s that you drinkin on? Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it\'s on Reminisce about my niggaz, that\'s dead and gone And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry Cause I\'m losin all my homies and I worry I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple Mama told me, "Son there\'ll be days like this" Don\'t wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed We had plans of bein big time G\'s Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo Get to\' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo Your son\'s gettin big and strong and I\'d love\'m like one of my own, til you come home and the years sure fly with the quickness You do the time, and I\'ll keep handlin yo\' business That\'s the way it\'s supposed to be Homie, if it was me, you\'d do the shit for me Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog I hope my words can paint a perfect picture And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya Pour out some liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can\'t let go" Look at you Drinkin got you where you don\'t even give respect to your partners Pour out some liquor nigga! It ain\'t like that Tip that shit over Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can\'t let go" [4X] This for my nigga Madman Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah A little liquor for my homies y\'all We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH Pour out a little liquor Young Queen, YEAH This one goes out to all my mack partners Back in the motherfuckin Bay Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house (Pour out a little liquor) My nigga Richie Rich, Gov\'na (I don\'t care, Nighttrain, Henessey) All my real motherfuckin partners (Pour out a little liquor) And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!!