Artist: 2Pac Album: Pour Out a Little Liquor 12" Song: Pour Out a Little Liquor (Radio Version) Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com [Intro] Yeah Pour out a little liquor, that radio version You know [Verse 1] I started young kickin' dust and Livin' rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man Roll with the loc'd out homies though We ran the streets And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh I stayed strapped reminiscin' back in 85 A little shorty drinkin' 40's livin naughty lives They couldn't stop us We runnin' round corners from the coppers Jumpin' over fences in defense of the helicopers I wasn't much of the school type I was a fool I'm breakin' all the rules on a school night Tonight'll be the night that's what we thinkin' Hustlin' in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin' And them days we was all for one You gotta sracp with us all if you wanna brawl with one Just two brothers comin' up out the hood Livin' life just as good as we could But since a trick can't be trusted Caught her snitched to the police Now my homies busted The cops whoopin' on a brother in jail Tryna to get a real player to tell But couldn't nobody diss my homie For all the brother's locked up and lonely Pour out a little liquor! [Hook] Y'all know what time it is Pour out a little liquor! Tip that glass over I don't care if it's Nitrate of Champagne Pour out a little liquor! Pay out respect for those who's gone but not forgotten Y'all still here Pour out a little liquor! Pour out a little liquor! [Verse 2] Drinkin' champagne To take away the pain it's strong I'm reminiscin' bout my homies That's dead and gone And though I'm worried Sometimes my eyes still get blurry Cause I'm losin' all my homies in a hurry I got my back against a brick wall trapped in a circle Boxin' with them suckers till my knuckles turn purple Mama told me Son there'll be days like this Don't wanna think so I hit the drink and stay blitzed We had plans of bein big time G's Rolling in mob, switches and gold keys Roll up the window Blaze up the indo Get to' down for my homies in the pen yo Your son's gettin big and strong And I'd love him like one of my own Till you come home and The years sure fly with the quickness You do the time And I'll keep handlin' your business I hope my words can paint a perfect picture And let ya know how much a brother miss ya Uh Pour out some liquor! [Hook] Ayyy Pour out a little liquor! Y'all know what time it is Pour out some liquor! Pour out a little liquor!