Lirik Lagu Y Can't Da Homies Hear Me - Gospel Gangstas
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my dog concocked the bluesit was just last Friday they told me about the newsi swings my feet up out my bed into my house shoesits Saturday morning, no yawnin, strictly mournini do's my high jeans on, my dickies, i hear a horninits my homie Chill, he comes to scoop me in the plush regoto take me to the mall to pick up my black tuxedono words, the straight face, today's no jokei stopped at a liquor store in the 4 to buy me a pair of loc'si wipe my tears up until my face was all cleared upwe bunches out to the house to get geared upacross the bed i laid, prayed, grieved withini cried again at the thought my homie died in sintryin to claim the hood, straight puttin in work, getting played like spadesand it makes my heart hurt cuz my homeis wont changeand to make matters worse, every other monthim visitin the pen or followin a hearseescorted to a funeral, gang stereotypecadillacs and folds rolls deep to a burial siteSolo be tryin not to cry, but my eyes give my face a showeri looks to God to give me strength and power as i drop the flowers on the casketas i pass it by and wonders whyand tell how many more homies got to diebefore they realize that life is quicker than the eyesand famin your rep by claimin your set will only lead to lost livesbut oh, Mr. Solo knows another wayand out of respect they sit and listen to every word that big homie Solo got to sayand when i speak i speaks clearlybut as they walks away they hits me up in the hood, why cant my homies hear me?
why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me? hear me
(Chille Chill):one more time in your mind its gangsta Chizillrollin thru your hood in a drop top caddy coupe devizillethe homies at the dope spot tryin to clock dealspackin hot steel, and just like milk they top billsstraight servin all the young gangstas on the curve andgot that cain and urban, even got that sherman drinkin that burbanbut they dont know the po-pogot a videotape of their faces and they catchin casesand the judge is stretchin em out like they plasticim seein my homies goin to the pen, catchin years, thats drasticlocked up with unaccomplished dreams and unfullfilled purposegoin to Hell cuz they wanted to sell, now was it worth it?i know all about survival, im a ghetto manbut let me tell you where its crackin on the devil's planSatan came to kill, destroy, and jack(what Jesus do?) but Jesus came to give you life on bizackbut still you sell dope to the folk in your communityits time to sit down and have a long talk, loc, just you and mei breaks em off to God when it hurts me dearlyto see my homies hustle and get popped by the cops, why cant the homies hear me?
why cant the homies hear me? listen to me homie, yeahwhy cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?
(Mr. Solo):uh, my homies be hitting me up like im the same Solobut no im changed, and no i dont bang no moredont even trip with me cuz Solo dont owe none of youi know what Abe was talkin about, my hood was takin me under toohad to go for self, had to get me some help, so now i can help someone elsei found the Truth to pull my homies up off the devil's shelfi see what you see, do you see what i seei go to my neighbourhood, the wall is filled with RIPsi see OGs i looked up to cuz they was loc'ed outi comes to the hood to find my big homies is smoked out (smackin)i tell them that the Blood of Christ is able to change your lifethey wouldnt listen and they overdosin every nightand my homegirls, no i cant forget about emi told em the brother was a hustler, "you can do without him"but still she keeps bringin him home, now she's pregnant alone, and now he's goneLord please draw near me so my homies can hear me
why cant the homies hear me? tell me whywhy cant the homies hear me? oh why?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?
why? why? talk to me homiewhy? why? i wanna hear what you've got to saywhy? why? face to face, G to G, talk to me homiewhy? why? God understands what you're goin throughwhy? why? ive been right there where you arewhy? why? open up and let the Love of God shine in your heartwhy? why? He wants to set you free, He want to set you free, like He did mewhy? why? oh
im hurting insideGod knows i dont wanna see you die, oh die, dont dieyeah, yeah
why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me? hear me
(Chille Chill):one more time in your mind its gangsta Chizillrollin thru your hood in a drop top caddy coupe devizillethe homies at the dope spot tryin to clock dealspackin hot steel, and just like milk they top billsstraight servin all the young gangstas on the curve andgot that cain and urban, even got that sherman drinkin that burbanbut they dont know the po-pogot a videotape of their faces and they catchin casesand the judge is stretchin em out like they plasticim seein my homies goin to the pen, catchin years, thats drasticlocked up with unaccomplished dreams and unfullfilled purposegoin to Hell cuz they wanted to sell, now was it worth it?i know all about survival, im a ghetto manbut let me tell you where its crackin on the devil's planSatan came to kill, destroy, and jack(what Jesus do?) but Jesus came to give you life on bizackbut still you sell dope to the folk in your communityits time to sit down and have a long talk, loc, just you and mei breaks em off to God when it hurts me dearlyto see my homies hustle and get popped by the cops, why cant the homies hear me?
why cant the homies hear me? listen to me homie, yeahwhy cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?
(Mr. Solo):uh, my homies be hitting me up like im the same Solobut no im changed, and no i dont bang no moredont even trip with me cuz Solo dont owe none of youi know what Abe was talkin about, my hood was takin me under toohad to go for self, had to get me some help, so now i can help someone elsei found the Truth to pull my homies up off the devil's shelfi see what you see, do you see what i seei go to my neighbourhood, the wall is filled with RIPsi see OGs i looked up to cuz they was loc'ed outi comes to the hood to find my big homies is smoked out (smackin)i tell them that the Blood of Christ is able to change your lifethey wouldnt listen and they overdosin every nightand my homegirls, no i cant forget about emi told em the brother was a hustler, "you can do without him"but still she keeps bringin him home, now she's pregnant alone, and now he's goneLord please draw near me so my homies can hear me
why cant the homies hear me? tell me whywhy cant the homies hear me? oh why?why cant the homies hear me?why cant the homies hear me?
why? why? talk to me homiewhy? why? i wanna hear what you've got to saywhy? why? face to face, G to G, talk to me homiewhy? why? God understands what you're goin throughwhy? why? ive been right there where you arewhy? why? open up and let the Love of God shine in your heartwhy? why? He wants to set you free, He want to set you free, like He did mewhy? why? oh
im hurting insideGod knows i dont wanna see you die, oh die, dont dieyeah, yeah
