50/50 Luv - B.G. Knocc out

50/50 Luv LRC歌词

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[Intro: Dresta]

[00:04.07]50/50 love

[00:06.28]Yeah, for 199-mother******'-5

[00:10.00]50/50 love

[00:11.56]Gangsta Dresta done stomped through the doors once again

[00:14.04]50/50 love

[00:15.68]Dedicating this one to all my ******s all across the land

[00:17.01]50/50 love

[00:21.62]We need a 50/50 love back in the hood, loc

[00:24.91]Check this out

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[Verse 1: Dresta]

[00:27.06]I walked through the turf

[00:28.20]Me and Smurf jibba-jabbing about the old days

[00:29.74]Smokin' on a joint, listenin' to The O'Jays

[00:32.60]******s up my mind to see how times changed

[00:35.17]It's all kinda strange, ain't a damn thang the same

[00:37.90]Back when it was all about packin' switchblade

[00:40.64]Half of us down now is runnin' around ************ made

[00:43.34]Didn't wanna fight brothas grown that was known

[00:45.91]But now it's on, if one of the homies come at me wrong

[00:49.24]Back then things was like hyped

[00:51.41]Even if the homies fight, still kept the hood tight

[00:53.90]Down with each other to the last bit

[00:56.33]Now we got homies puttin' each others into caskets

[00:59.16]Used to roll in Chevys, now ******s wanna Benzie

[01:01.72]Money and **** done brought jealousy and envy

[01:04.66]******s got greedy and the needy got left back

[01:07.31]Now your own homie is the victim of your next jack

[01:10.00]Serving ****** with the gat stuffed in your mouth

[01:12.45]Used to sleep on your couch, spending nights at your house

[01:15.57]And it's a damn shame that the hood ain't like it was

[01:18.38]I'm talkin' about a 50/50 love

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[Hook] (x2)

[01:21.80]I ain't talkin' about 70/30 (A 50/50)

[01:23.87]Not 60/40 (A 50/50)

[01:25.99]I'm talkin' about 50/50 love, yeah

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[Verse 2: Dresta]

[01:42.79]The homies used to take us to the liquor store to steal beer

[01:45.91]That was when my cousin Gugulo was still here

[01:48.64]Buddy gave a party like almost every weekend

[01:51.22]I've been tryna sneak in, tryna put my freak in

[01:53.76]See how times changed, one of the sets we used to fight with

[01:56.58]But that set now is one of the sets that we tight with

[01:59.46]Time's still changin' cause brothas turnin' into snitches

[02:02.15]Can't separate the real ******s from the ************

[02:04.92]Even in the jailhouse ******s being phony

[02:07.56]You really don't know, who to treat like a homie

[02:10.45]Back in the day we used to claim we was brothas

[02:13.06]And cousins and ************t and now we can't trust each other

[02:15.70]Gotta watch my back not just cause a brotha gaze for ******s that

[02:18.73]Bang for the same thang that I claim

[02:21.60]Homies locked down doing time in a chamber

[02:23.87]We talking about 'em a lot but yet we treating 'em like a stranger

[02:26.70]I recollect the days when I was back in like the 6th grade

[02:29.63]Tucking about behind the O.G.'s. learning how the trick's played

[02:32.69]Damn, a ****** really kinda miss how them days was, G

[02:37.09]Cause it was 50/50 love

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[Hook] (x2)

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[Verse 3: B.G, Knocc Out]

[02:59.58]For the homies that's resting, I pour a little drink right

[03:02.24]But how many others go visit them at their grave site

[03:05.08]Forget the bull************t, pass the hats around the room homes

[03:07.80]Let's go and visit the homies and put some flowers on their tomb stones

[03:11.19]Yeah, cause that's the least we can do, you know

[03:13.56]Be in the hood that they died fo' and loved ones cried fo'

[03:17.22]I missed 'em with a passion fo' what it's worth

[03:19.77]I hope I meet 'em again when I leave from this earth

[03:22.77]And we done lost many of 'em

[03:24.72]And it's a shame that we let 'em go

[03:26.49]Without letting 'em know we love 'em

[03:28.27]But now I'mma let the homies rest in peace

[03:30.19]And all the homies that's beefing with each other, loc, gotta cease

[03:33.64]I can't speak about nobody else

[03:35.33]Can’t peace treat with nobody else

[03:37.22]Until we be peace with ourselves

[03:38.90]Homies ain't homies like it was

[03:40.92]I really don't know who wants to fill me with slugs

[03:43.59]Without the backstabbing everything would probably be fun

[03:46.24]That's how it is in the hood that I come from

[03:49.38]Damn, a ****** really kinda miss how them days was, cus

[03:52.63]Cause it was 50/50 love.

[04:28.52]（In memory of Eazy-E, R.I.P)

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