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[ti:50/50 luv] |
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[ar:B.G. Knocc out & Dresta] |
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50/50 love |
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Yeah, for 199-mother******'-5 |
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50/50 love |
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Gangsta Dresta done stomped through the doors once again |
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50/50 love |
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Dedicating this one to all my ******s all across the land |
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50/50 love |
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We need a 50/50 love back in the hood, loc |
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Check this out |
| [00:26.02][Verse 1: Dresta] |
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I walked through the turf |
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Me and Smurf jibba-jabbing about the old days |
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Smokin' on a joint, listenin' to The O'Jays |
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******s up my mind to see how times changed |
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It's all kinda strange, ain't a damn thang the same |
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Back when it was all about packin' switchblade |
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Half of us down now is runnin' around ************ made |
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Didn't wanna fight brothas grown that was known |
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But now it's on, if one of the homies come at me wrong |
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Back then things was like hyped |
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Even if the homies fight, still kept the hood tight |
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Down with each other to the last bit |
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Now we got homies puttin' each others into caskets |
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Used to roll in Chevys, now ******s wanna Benzie |
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Money and **** done brought jealousy and envy |
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******s got greedy and the needy got left back |
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Now your own homie is the victim of your next jack |
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Serving ****** with the gat stuffed in your mouth |
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Used to sleep on your couch, spending nights at your house |
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And it's a damn shame that the hood ain't like it was |
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I'm talkin' about a 50/50 love |
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(x2) |
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I ain't talkin' about 70/30 (A 50/50) |
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Not 60/40 (A 50/50) |
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I'm talkin' about 50/50 love, yeah |
| [01:41.56][Verse 2: Dresta] |
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The homies used to take us to the liquor store to steal beer |
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That was when my cousin Gugulo was still here |
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Buddy gave a party like almost every weekend |
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I've been tryna sneak in, tryna put my freak in |
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See how times changed, one of the sets we used to fight with |
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But that set now is one of the sets that we tight with |
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Time's still changin' cause brothas turnin' into snitches |
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Can't separate the real ******s from the ************ |
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Even in the jailhouse ******s being phony |
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You really don't know, who to treat like a homie |
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Back in the day we used to claim we was brothas |
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And cousins and ************t and now we can't trust each other |
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Gotta watch my back not just cause a brotha gaze for ******s that |
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Bang for the same thang that I claim |
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Homies locked down doing time in a chamber |
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We talking about 'em a lot but yet we treating 'em like a stranger |
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I recollect the days when I was back in like the 6th grade |
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Tucking about behind the O.G.'s. learning how the trick's played |
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Damn, a ****** really kinda miss how them days was, G |
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Cause it was 50/50 love |
| [02:38.65][Hook] |
(x2) |
| [02:57.52][Verse 3: B.G, Knocc Out] |
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For the homies that's resting, I pour a little drink right |
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But how many others go visit them at their grave site |
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Forget the bull************t, pass the hats around the room homes |
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Let's go and visit the homies and put some flowers on their tomb stones |
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Yeah, cause that's the least we can do, you know |
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Be in the hood that they died fo' and loved ones cried fo' |
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I missed 'em with a passion fo' what it's worth |
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I hope I meet 'em again when I leave from this earth |
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And we done lost many of 'em |
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And it's a shame that we let 'em go |
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Without letting 'em know we love 'em |
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But now I'mma let the homies rest in peace |
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And all the homies that's beefing with each other, loc, gotta cease |
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I can't speak about nobody else |
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Can’t peace treat with nobody else |
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Until we be peace with ourselves |
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Homies ain't homies like it was |
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I really don't know who wants to fill me with slugs |
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Without the backstabbing everything would probably be fun |
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That's how it is in the hood that I come from |
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Damn, a ****** really kinda miss how them days was, cus |
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Cause it was 50/50 love. |
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（In memory of Eazy-E, R.I.P) |
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