Cheers

"Cheers"[Intro]A lotta' mathafuckas man...Who Green, Shine Stringer, Keith Stringer Lawan, U Serv, Little RandyThat's what I'm doing this for...[Verse 1]Yeah... we aint here to mourn, we here to celebrate.So this one is for all my dogs who didn'tmake it in the struggle man I's rememberwhen I was on the Ave. clutching them dimesGut touching my spine, busting myrhymes Feeling like im living in them lost times,No sight of the futureDamn right, I would shoot ya, palm tight on a roosterOld in the face cause this hold on my caseGot my growth at a fast pace Old folks like "O?Oh he's a bad case,He won't last; his track record will do the mathCrack Solicitation on the avenue is not new to youListeners but this is truelisten up I got a spew at it and keep it all truthor else i might as well give this upFeel me now, from rocks to pow pows,glocks to pow-duh I dun did it all so i clutch my ballsAnd notice they still here, so Obie is still hereSo Kobe, here's toyou and daddy's new career[Chorus]So grab ya cups of Beer!put em up lets Cheer!Here's a toast to all my soldiers who aint hereThis is it my nigga this what we boast aboutGet your bottle homie po' some outNow grab ya cups of Gin! put em up lets Win!Here's a toast to never looking back againThis is it my nigga this what we boast aboutGet your bottle homie po' some out[Verse 2]Now i understand every man got a story to tellBuy fuck it i got a story as wellGrowing up it was niggaz either buried or jailedPopped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for the lleloLocked in a cell, who's to blame?When I was raised in this hood when my crew was slainOnly a few remains. you talk about struggleWith your bubble gum life style,nigga fuck you I'm here today for fam that passed awayBodies' deep six nigga flesh decayedReal cats, who had techs to sprayBabies to raise, missed them cradles n went straightTo the grave, that hood life is in meSo I, sip that remi while my pockets scream gimmieLet me get air, im guaranteeing ya'll feeling meStraight from the block to the industry[Chorus]So grab ya cups of Beer! put em up lets Cheer!Here's a toast to all my soldiers who aint hereThis is it my nigga this what we boast aboutGet your bottle homie po' some out Now grab ya cups of Gin! put em up lets Win!Here's a toast to never looking back againThis is it my nigga this what we boast aboutGet your bottle homie po' some out[Outro]Yeah! All my homies thats deceased, rest in peaceMy nigga Champsky, lil Green Pink Funk you'll be home in a minute niggaWe get it popping' I got a chance to speak to the word niggaAnd I aint stopping, straight off the crab. 313! (ohhh yeah)