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    [INTRO:]
    Yea... yea... this PT... nigga... representin my DJ SQUEAKY!(SQUEAKY!)... nigga...

    [Background:]
    I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone
    All my niggas that left ya live on
    I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone
    I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone

    [Foreground:]
    We live forever baby... (put ya lighters up)
    Y'all will never die baby...
    You live forever baby... (put ya lighters up)
    You live through me...

    Yea... Yea... [random yea's throughout the next part]
    What's up John Reed? Uncle Sweet... Uncle Randy(What's up sweet? I see you baby!) Gangstas nigga! Randy Van Troy! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all niggas lookin down on me!

    [VERSE:]
    I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone
    All my niggas that left ya live on
    Now Everybody! I need to put ya lighters up!
    WeLL UH HUH! I need to put ya lighters up!
    I done lost a lieutenant, a mother lost her son
    A brother lost a brother, and that's not including others
    That you touch through your personality
    And since I lost you the devil breathin'[?] after me
    But I'm'a prevail from ATL
    And know that I'm missin' you like hell(like hell)
    I'm talkin' bout a hood tragedy nigga
    And everybody always askin me nigga
    I love this nigga, we ate together
    The same fork off the same plate together
    I wish I would've been there when they came
    I would've left 'em in a flame

    [HOOK: x2]
    But I'm'a see him at the crossroads
    I got some blunts and some liquor
    Sack of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture(or pitcher I'm not sure)
    I'm'a see him at the crossroads
    Cuz that's my mothafuckin' nigga
    So he won't be lonely(lonely)

    [VERSE:]
    Hit the club, hoes askin' where you at
    "Chillin' with the father" I reply back
    Sack after sack after sack after sack
    They ain't even have to do ya like that
    But niggas full of shit so I don't fuck wit 'em
    Niggas lookin crazy, I get right with 'em
    They killed my dog, They killed my ace
    Forever I miss ya, Ya can't be replaced
    I wish I would've been there when they jacked
    I'd blew 'em out the door with that mothafuckin' mack [imitating gunshots vocally]
    I'd walk blackbottom for my mothafuckin' dogs
    Look him in his eyes, leave him in the fog
    I love ya unc, I miss ya man
    And I can't wait to grab ya hand
    And pull ya close and embrace ya with the other
    Man you my mothafuckin' brother

    [HOOK: x4]
    But I'm'a see him at the crossroads
    I got some blunts and some liquor
    Sack of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture
    I'm'a see him at the crossroads
    Cuz that's my mothafuckin' nigga
    So he won't be lonely(lonely)

    Yea(yea)

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