50/50 Luv Lyrics
| Song | 50/50 Luv |
| Artist | B.G. Knocc out & Dresta |
| Album | Real Brothas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ti:50/50 luv] | |
| [ar:B.G. Knocc out & Dresta] | |
| [00:03.06][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 |
| [00:26.02][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 |
| [01:20.53][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 |
| [01:41.56][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 |
| [02:38.65][Hook] | (x2) |
| [02:57.52][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) |
| [04:30.36] |
| ti: 50 50 luv | |
| ar: B. G. Knocc out Dresta | |
| [00:03.06][Intro: Dresta] | |
| [00:04.07] | 50 50 love |
| [00:06.28] | Yeah, for 199mother' 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 |
| [00:26.02][Verse 1: Dresta] | |
| [00:27.06] | I walked through the turf |
| [00:28.20] | Me and Smurf jibbajabbing 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 |
| [01:20.53][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 |
| [01:41.56][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 |
| [02:38.65][Hook] | x2 |
| [02:57.52][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 EazyE, R. I. P |
| [04:30.36] |
| ti: 50 50 luv | |
| ar: B. G. Knocc out Dresta | |
| [00:03.06][Intro: Dresta] | |
| [00:04.07] | 50 50 love |
| [00:06.28] | Yeah, for 199mother' 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 |
| [00:26.02][Verse 1: Dresta] | |
| [00:27.06] | I walked through the turf |
| [00:28.20] | Me and Smurf jibbajabbing 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 |
| [01:20.53][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 |
| [01:41.56][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 |
| [02:38.65][Hook] | x2 |
| [02:57.52][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 EazyE, R. I. P |
| [04:30.36] |
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