[Intro]
Yeah
It's all real, n***a
This shit for my n***as, man
This shit for all my n***as
Yeah
It's all real
Look, Look

[Verse 1]
I do this shit for Machine Gun Black
Traded my talent to rap to get Machine Gun back
Ask around, they'd tell you Machine run rap
When I'm still in the hood letting my machine gun clap
Rest in peace Quan, we was just smoking in my kitchen
Not even ten days later a n***a smoked him and I miss him
There's some shooters I know that's in position
You see 'em, make sure you lock 'em in the scope so you don't miss 'em
It's curtains if my n***as catch him
Like Harold and Mielenz, they left them at the intersection
The streets giving lessons
It's like I've been to more funerals than I've been to weddings
And the shit is depressing
Can't leave the house unless I pick up my chrome
I'm tired of hearing bad news when I pick up my phone
One of my man's little sisters got hit in the dome
Pour some liquor turn this shit up and zone
I promise you not alone
[Chorus]
I lost some real ones to these streets (Rest in peace, n***a)
I know that one day we'll meet again
If you ever lost some real one in these streets
Light up your brain drink away the pain
Pour out some liquor to the pavement
Pour out some liquor to the pavement

[Verse 2]
This for them n***as that sold drugs for the sport
Federal sentence are finger to the judge in the court
When he heard all of them numbers, he ain't even bust
His own homies snitched on him, damn, where's the love?
D Black got clapped, I cried for a week straight
When Big Dog got bodied, I couldn't sleep straight
The last time I seen rock n roll Pete face
We was probably laughing at Jim's havin' a cheesesteak
Pour out some liquor for my n***as I lost
Used to think about Doughboy when I was whipping the salt
Break the sour diesel down and then I twist the cigar
N***as almost killed me, only twisted my jaw
When Prodigy died, that shit hurt
My n***a Lord Flee called, my phone going berzerk
And that shit hurt me more 'cause I felt his pain
So we gon' hold this grimy shit down in Prodigy name, motherfucker
[Chorus]
I lost some real ones to these streets (Rest in peace, n***a)
I know that one day we'll meet again
If you ever lost some real one in these streets
Light up your brain drink away the pain
Pour out some liquor to the pavement
Pour out some liquor to the pavement