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R. Kelly feat. Boo and amp; Gotti

To The Homies That We Lost (I Wish Remix

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[R. Kelly Talking]Yo what up, my nigga?You know, I was in the hood...I just thought I`d stop by...and holler at you for a minute...Pour out a little liquor or somethin`[Verse 1]Nigga, we done been through a lot of shit togetherFrom runnin` these streets to bein` down for whateverAnd now that you`re gone I got a whole lot of shit to tell yaThings I should`ve said way back when we was youngerRemember when we used to roll hand in hand?And now I`m trippin` 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...(Uh)We had the...same ideas, but not the...same careersWe shared the...same old laugh, but not the...same tearsYou were my homie, my sconey, my RollieMy nigga and never placed no bitch befo` meMan, I sear to God I love for that shitWhy`d you have to get hit? Where was I? What time was it?You were supposed to get older with meOn stage, hands on shoulders with meCoppin` them Range Rovers with meSittin` on thangs and...smokin` treesAnd if it wasn`t for the will that God had madeI`d turn back the hands of time and take your placeSittin` here sippin` on this HennessyJust...thinkin` about how much you meant to me, my nigga[Bridge]Even when you`re gone, you will always be my niggaWhen you went home, I`m still missin` you, my niggaI`m feelin` like the timing was wrong, my niggaI know you`re smilin` down sayin`, "Carry on, my nigga"Sometimes my nights can get long, my niggaSometimes I feel God did me wrong, my niggaSo I had to write a song, my nigga...Just to let you know that you`re...still my nigga[Hook]I wish, I wish, I wish... (Oh, I)I wish, I wish, I wish...[Verse 2]Your little son is lookin` at me like, "Where is my daddy?"And your 13-year old daughter is mad `cuz she understandsPromised your mama I`d take care of the familyBut she`s so hurt, she turns away my helpin` handsDamn, I wish your ass was here, my niggaTo grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my niggaAnd we would talk about you gettin` up out this gameAnd you would tell me how it keeps callin` your name(We used to ride-ride-ride)Never afraid to...(Die,die,die)But some times we`d...(Cry,cry,cry)Askin` the Lord...(Why,why,why)...they`re tearin` down theseprojects...We were homies for like 20 thug years (Say what?)Sat in church and cried the same thug tears (Say what?)You 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 okayIt`s all good now...My nigga, we out the hood nowIt`s so...easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"When I`m dyin` every second that you`re goneNevertheless, I try my best to be strongHopin` you said your prayers before you went on homeWe done stood on these blocks and just shot the breezeWe`d slap-box 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 memories[Hook]I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)I wish, I wish, I wish[Boo]Uh, uhYo` dog, I can`t explain how I miss youWe stayed together, coppin` cane, poppin` pistolsI miss you most, puttin` the doo-rag...over your bean headEven out the hood on the scene you brag (Whoa)Comin` up off the fiends wit bagsRunnin` up out the cleanest JagYou was the closest nigga I hadLook how we stayed aces...hustled, made big faces (faces)I wish we could trade places (places)Fuck givin` you ice...I`d rather give you lifeAnd the things that I had...I`d give you twice (Oh,yeah)[Gotti]What the deal, my nigga? I know you holdin` it downIf you could see me you would say, "I`m talkin` soft rightnow"But it`s hard for me to say when I`mma see you againAnd I know it`s fucked up, I gotta talk through this penBut you`d died for the love of the dough...The love of the block...16 you was runnin` the spot (runnin` thespot)Boy, your mama used to hate...how we stood on the curbHangin` with wild thug niggas...smokin` the herb (Mmm,hmm,hmm)I`m gonna keep pourin` this liquor and that`s my wordThis here is for niggas that be flippin` them birds (Oh) Word up!Even though you`re gone you will always be my nigga(Whoa...whoa...oh...oh..)Even though you`re home I`m still missin you, my niggaI`m feelin` like the timing was wrong, my nigga(I`m feelin` liketiming was wrong)I know you`re smilin` down sayin`, "Carry on, my nigga"[Continues]"Radio, please don`t take the "nigga" out my songLet it play on...play on...play on...play on"

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