Letra de DEDICATE FEAT. PHARRELL, SLIM THUG



Slim Thug] 
My nigga Sleep Dog, you showed a young nigga how to ball 
Never settled for small, my dog had it all 
I can't believe you gone, I'm trying to stay strong 
Damn what the fuck went on, when you went wrong 
I remember the call on my phone, saying my nigga was gone 
I never seen Corn and Sha, look so alone 
This was the worst day, you died on Cogo birthday 
It hurt me, to see that look on they face 
We all gathered on the block, everybody in shock 
That day, it felt like the world came to a stop 
We lost a major dude, one of our click team captains 
I got numb, when I heard how it happened damn 
Fake niggaz and hoes showing up, like they feel how we feel 
Still trying to be down, but shit we know who all real 
We don't want no more friends, our family complete 
We just got one sleeping six feet deep, my nigga 

[Hook] 
It's fucked up when a dog gotta die, when he trying to get his bone 
I dedicate this to my niggaz gone 
You know the type that just try to keep a steak on the table, while they home 
I dedicate this to my niggaz gone 
This for my niggaz on the left and right of Jesus, while he sitting on his throne 
I dedicate this to my niggaz gone 
And to them niggaz that shot ya when we see you, best believe that it's on 
I dedicate this to my niggaz gone 

[Pharrell] 
My nigga use to ride with me (yep), get high with me (yep) 
And fly with me (yep), slice them pies with me (yep) 
Spray them guys for me (yep), and die for me (yep) 
But (damn fool), why this way 

[Slim Thug] 
I'm still not over my nigga Stessa, Stank you still missed 
My life was getting a lot better, until I ran into this 
A tragedy a gangsta, my nigga had to be 
Lil' Cheif don't know what's going on, and shit that's sad to see 
Cortiana a star, we gon watch over her man 
Courtney, she kinda know but she don't really understand 
What's going on, I-Pop and Heaven at home 
My nigga kept his family first, so I know where he gone 
He left Corn with a lot to look after, he can take it 
Not from your mother but we your brothers, so I know you gon make it 
You got Sha you got Chad, you got Troy you got me 
Ray, Ed, Mo, Shannon and Kenny G 
We your family nigga, so wipe the tears from your eyes 
Stay focused get your paper, and stay on the rise 
You a hustler, and a jacker can't take that 
Your brother Sleep gone, cause haters hate my nigga 

[Hook] 

[Pharrell] 
My nigga use to ride with me (yep), get high with me (yep) 
And fly with me (yep), slice them pies with me (yep) 
Spray them guys for me (yep), and die for me (yep) 
But (damn fool), why this way 

[Slim Thug] 
We had to wait crying, our dog a victim of a hate crime 
These haters hate, cause he shined at all times 
Seeing the way Sleep Dog ball, made a nigga chase paper 
Remember the day you gave me your chain, at my show at The Maker 
Get your shine on youngster, we love to see that 
When I put candy on the Excursion, he loved to see that 
We showed up, Sleep part of the reason I blowed up 
When them haters saw how hard we ball, they fold up 
He lived life to the fullest, everything to the extreme 
Done so much, I think my nigga ran out of dreams 
From cars clothes to hoes, competition is none 
We had fun, like Nelly say we number one 
I know Sha gon hold your name, and keep the click on game 
Now I don't like to ride solo, I stay with a gang 
Went from a sawed off gauge, to three AK's believe that 

[Hook]

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