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[O.C.]Yeah, ummThis ain`t a tribute, you still here, word upYou still here, CorleoneChorus [Woman singing]I know you can hear me cuz I`m still feelin you, oooh(Feelin you baby)I know that you can hear me cuz I`m still feelin yoooou, yeah[O.C.]Yeah yoIf I recall it was Valentine`s DayMe and the misses gettin ready for a night on the town to parlayThe phone ring, I check the caller IDSeen your phone number, damn I shoulda answered itIf I had the slighest idea that was gonna be our last convo, I woulda picked up yoPlease accept my apology, I know you`re listeninIt ain`t a day that go by without the crew sayin we miss himFebruary 15th, you was judged by the most highI was really mad at GodYou had big plans, you was about to be the man and I`mProud to death that you a part of the famIt be a privilege you associated wit usI hope you in a good place where life is loveP.S. keep lookin over us, pawWherever ya at, wherever ya are, love ya niggaChorus[A.G.]Now what`s the deal, dogThe tune really got me zoninSo I can`t build long cuz it feel wrongSo I dedicate this to make this rightRep you to death so it`s Flamboyant for lifeMissin you, wishin you were here back wit usOn this track wit us, but the facts are roughWoulda loved to see you hit it off, that platinum stuffBut my dog was layed to rest when the gat was bustYou was the man in San Fran, headline in AmsterdamI even seen you put it on in JapanThey had to barricade your wake cuz we came in packsTo see L, Coogi and specks, wit the hat to matchAnd that was dope, and if he woulda woke and spokeI bet my next royalty check he woulda cracked a joke1-3-9 live nigga, the hood die youngThey say the good die young, Harlem fly niggaChorus[Lord Finesse]I know you hear us, LI don`t know how much can be taken by one manLost you and my grandmother in a five-month spanThought we`d both live to see the golden yearsDrinkin beer on the sidewalk in foldin chairsIf we couldn`t spit rap, we`d live quite fatPlayin chess in the park, you know shit like thatWhen we first met, down at Rock and Will`sKnew it wasn`t gon` be a problem to cop you a dealUsed to come through the block just to stop and buildIt was all just a dream but shit got for realWhen you signed your first deal, you went the slow routeYou was a bad mothafucker kid, no doubtYou had the plan and all, standin tallWe stay breakin night at the gamblin hallYou know our steelo, we turn street corners into casinosBlackjack to C-lo`s, Spades to PokinoWe stack notes, played around, cracked jokesNow you a livin legend of rap quotesNo doubt, you left a lastin impressionThat`s why I`m not too fond of people askin me questionsYour memories`ll be hauntin to minesOr cats out there who didn`t want you to shineThey ain`t know but I knew and you`ll forever beBig L Corleone, Mister MVP, feel me?Chorus 2x

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