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lirik lagu clika one - hommies in the can

[intro]
ey, what’s up, dawg?
when clik 1 sh~t dropping?
man, i just talked to my brother sobs, dawg
is that right?
he told me clika was gonna come out banging, dawg
i hope they put that on pac~central
’cause a mothaf~cker like me needs love in this mothaf~cker, you know?
for real, though, me too dawg
can’t wait to get up out this motherf~cker though you feel me?
pshh, you know
for real, though

[romero:]
aiyyo, it’s hard to imagine
how much your heart and soul could establish
bring music to life
i’m rockin’ every mic with a passion
the moment i grab it
i swear to come colder than average
touchin’ the masses
this is one is for my homito chávez
nothin’ but love
blood, sweat and tears i’vе been tryin’
dying to come up
accepting the fact that wе all grown up
hearts of men
i wish that county bars could bend
my jefa told me once, son
she said guard your friends
only the ones that is with you from the start to end
cause to the world i’m a unknown
i’m a star to them
i thank god for them
i work hard for them
while all these judges prosecutions tryin’ to mark them in
march 22nd your boy’s same birthday as mine
been three years, i haven’t seen you
you been serving your time, habitual criminal
situations we’re living through
miserable circumstances
we’re taking too many chances
my uncle charles, haven’t seen him
he been at eight~year stretch
watching his kids growing up
this sh~t just get me depressed
ontop of that they lost they minds
it’s getting me sad
it’s got me thinking what it’s gonna take to make you snap
the same mistakes we make a million times
we have to minimize
cus f~ck! half of all my dawgs is all doing time!
this one’s for villain (?)
antuan, scr~ppy and whacky
trigger me and lock him up

[chorus:] (x2)
i’m doing all i can
sending love
to the homies in the can
sipping a tall can
i’m missing my man
carry the weight
let’s do whatever it takes
to keep your head up
and your paper straight
till your release date

[ese brown:]
what’s up with anthony’s release date?
my homie bill still locked up in the county gates
counting days; stuck in a daze
crossing out months
praying for better ways
to make a better pay
better than minimum wage
no minimum age
this state’ll will put a kid in a cage
especially if he’s a spick or spade
you better listen to the sh~t that i say
f~ck living afraid
let’s get what they make in a year and a day
but f~ck the hearsay, dawg
i spit the heartfelt sh~t
to let my homies know my heart felt sick
from you doing your bids
i can’t imagine what the two of my kids
would do if i slipped
and got caught
doing some sh~t
let’s do it for them
the least i could do for my friends
is tell them i love them and miss them
yeah, till they get out of the pen
~~i already told you homies
can’t do without you man
so, get up out that sh~t
[chorus:] (x2)
i’m doing all i can
sending love
to the homies in the can
sipping a tall can
i’m missing my man
carry the weight
let’s do whatever it takes
to keep your head up
and your paper straight
till your release date

[ragg:]
we all dreamers
but somehow my n~~~
your dreams seem to take a detour
but (?) she can come in between us
watch you go from misdemeanor to misdemeanor to felon
it gets to me cause when will i see ya?
it ain’t no telling gellin’ streets
yeah they different but it’s all the same
i’m stressing out, you stressing out
but see it’s all in the game
i call in to check up to soften my pain;
and ease my mind
you calling in vain
hoping it decreases the time
i creep with the nine
take the same chances you took
you sleep with the crime
hanging to find answers through books
i glance at your look, deep in your eyes
not only see it but feel it
beneath the sleep in your cries
thinking to god i apologize
for whatever he’s did or whatever he’s done
as a man or a kid, but that’s my nig’
jesus, that’s your son
so it’s up to us
to come together and map a plan
through prayers, it’s how we cl!ck
to get my n~gga c~mac up out the can
[chorus:] (x2)
i’m doing all i can
sending love
to the homies in the can
sipping a tall can
i’m missing my man
carry the weight
let’s do whatever it takes
to keep your head up
and your paper straight
till your release date

[romero:]
i’m f~cked up
got more dogs in than we got out
no, that sh~t ain’t right
you know what i’m saying?
just last night, the homeboy sobs to the race guy, motherf~cker you know what i’m saying?
over some stupid sh~t
you know what i’m saying?
let’s open our motherf~cking minds up next time
you know what i mean?
that was half of my bad, you know what i’m saying?
i’m the one who wanted to get that sh~t

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