Pour Out A Little Liqour (Radio Version) Thug Life
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[Intro]
Yeah, pour out a little liquor, that radio version, yeah
[Verse 1]
I started young kickin' dust and livin' rough
You'd watch you mouth, around my mama you couldn't cuss, man
Roll with the loc'd out homies though, we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I stayed strapped reminiscin' back in 85
A little shorty drinkin' 40's livin naughty lives
They couldn't stop us, we runnin' round corners from the coppers
Jumpin' over fences in defense of the helicopers
I wasn't much of the school type, I was a fool
I'm breakin' all the rules on a school night
Tonight'll be the night that's what we thinkin'
Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin'
And them days we was all for one
You gotta sracp with us all if you wanna brawl with one
Just two brothers comin' up out the hood
Livin' life just as good as we could
But since a trick can't be trusted, caught her snitched to the police, now my homies busted
The cops whoopin' on a brother in jail
Tryna to get a real player to tell
Yeah, pour out a little liquor, that radio version, yeah
[Verse 1]
I started young kickin' dust and livin' rough
You'd watch you mouth, around my mama you couldn't cuss, man
Roll with the loc'd out homies though, we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I stayed strapped reminiscin' back in 85
A little shorty drinkin' 40's livin naughty lives
They couldn't stop us, we runnin' round corners from the coppers
Jumpin' over fences in defense of the helicopers
I wasn't much of the school type, I was a fool
I'm breakin' all the rules on a school night
Tonight'll be the night that's what we thinkin'
Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin'
And them days we was all for one
You gotta sracp with us all if you wanna brawl with one
Just two brothers comin' up out the hood
Livin' life just as good as we could
But since a trick can't be trusted, caught her snitched to the police, now my homies busted
The cops whoopin' on a brother in jail
Tryna to get a real player to tell
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