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R. Kelly f Boo, Gotti

I Wish Remix (To the Homies That We Lost

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[R.Kelly talking]Yo what up, my niggaYou know I was in the hoodI just thought I`d stop byHoller at you for a minutePour out a little liquor or something[Verse 1-R.Kelly]Nigga, we done been through a lot of shit togetherFrom running these streets to being down for whateverAnd now that you`re gone I got a whole lot of shit to tell youThings I should`ve said way back when we was youngerRemember when we used to roll hand in handAnd now I`m tripping on how I really miss you, manAnd remember when you and me would sayWe`d get up out this hood and everything would be okayIt`s all good now (My nigga)We out the hood now (Mmm)We had the same ideas, but not the same careersWe shared the same old laugh, and now the same tearsYou were my homie, my sconey, my RoniMy nigga and never placed no bitch before meMan, I swear to God I love you for that shitWhy`d you have to get hitWhere was I, what time was itYou were supposed to get older with meOn stage, hands on shoulders with meCopping them Range Rovers with me Sitting onthangs and smoking treesAnd if it wasn`t for the will that God had madeI`d turn back the hands of time and take your placeSitting here sipping on this HennessyJust thinking about how much you meant to me (My nigga)Even when you`re gone you will always be my niggaWhen you went home I`m still missing you, my niggaI`m feeling like the timing was wrong, my niggaI know you`re smiling down saying carry on, my niggaSometimes my nights can get long, my niggaSometimes I feel God did me wrong, my niggaSo I had to write a song, my niggaJust to let you know that you`re still my nigga[Chorus]I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh I)I wish, I wish, I wish[Verse 2-R.Kelly]Little son is looking at me like, "Where is my daddy?"And your 13-year old daughter is mad `cause she understandsPromised your mama I`d take care of the familyBut she`s so hurt, she turns away my helping handsDamn, I wish your ass was here, my niggaTo grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my niggaAnd we would talk about you getting up out this gameAnd you would tell me how it keeps calling you name(We used to ride-ride-ride)Never afraid to (Die-die-die)But sometimes we (Cry-cry-cry)Asking the Lord (Why-why-why)They`re tearing down these projectsWe were homies for like 20 thug yearsSat in church and cried the same thug tearsYou remember when Vibe World PremierHow we used to share the same old gearAnd remember when you and me would sayWe`d get up out this hood and everything would be okay(It`s all good now) My niggaWe out the hood nowIt`s so easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"When I`m dying every second that you`re goneNevertheless I try my best to be strongHoping you said your prayers before you went on homeWhen we stood on these blocks and just shot the breezeWe`d slapbox dead in the middle of streetsAnd if a fight broke out, you would take up for meYou`re all I have left of these ghetto memoriesChorus[Boo]Uh, uh, yo dog, I can`t explain how I miss youWe stayed together, copping cane, poppin pistolsI miss you mostPutting the doo rag over your bean headEven out the hood on the scene you brag (whoa)Coming up off the fiends for bagsRunning up out the cleaners, dragYou was the closest nigga I hadLook how we stayed acesHustled, made big facesI wish we could trade placesFuck giving you ice, I`d rather give you lifeAnd the thigns that I had, I`d give you twice (Oh yeah)[Gotti]So what the deal, my nigga, I know you holding it downIf you could see me you would say I`m talking soft right nowBut it`s hard for me to say when I`ma seee you againAnd I know it`s fucked up, I gotta talk through this penBut you`re died for the love of the doughThe love of the block, 16 you was running the spotBoy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curbHanging with wild thug niggas, smoking the herb (Mmm, hmm, hmm)I`m gonna keep pouring this liquor and that`s my wordThis here is for niggas that be flipping them birds(Oh) Word up![R.Kelly]Even though you know you will always be my nigga(Whoa...whoa...oh...oh)Even though you`re gone you will also be my niggaI`m feeling like the time when I`m high, my niggaI`m feeling like the timeI`m strung out, saying "Radio, please don`t take the nigga outthis song"Let it play on, go on, onSo I had to write this song, my niggaJust to let you know that you`re still my nigga

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