[Intro] Yeah, pour out a little liquor for your homies, nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Cooley (Light up a fat one for this one!) How you come up, man? [Verse 1] I started young, kickin' dust and livin' rough You'd watch your mouth, around my mama you couldn't cuss, man I had a down-ass homie though, we ran the streets And on the scene...Learn More