Gone But Not Forgotten lyrics

f/ B.G., U.N.L.V.



Verse One: {B.G.



I say why a nigga got to die, that`s a part of life

I wish I wasn`t never born, cuz this life ain`t right

My partner had to go over a hoe, but it`s cool

I can`t be calmed down, when I see her I`m a use my tool

Act a fool, let her know how it feel to be underground and

When she get there I know Pimp gonna beat her down

Give me the weed so I can choke

When I see her she get smoked

Bitch think it`s a game, but it ain`t no joke

I`m a fuck on that dope

Pimp Daddy we miss ya, we love ya

But it`s all right, that whole Csh Money Click

Gonna be on that other side and get high

Cuz I`m comin` cuz I`m a three man funk and

B gonna bring the gin Boo-Koo trill

There it go, havin` fun in another world

Thinkin` about old time`s

We go open the lab, and have us still writin` rhymes

Nigga`s wanna sound like you, and walk with a limp

Everybody still wanna be like you, but there`s only one Pimp

And you gone, who did it gonna get popped in

Glocked in, my boy gone but ain`t forgotten

{Rest In Peace, That`s How We Do It,

Straight From The Heart, And That C.M.R.

{Ya Heard Me



Verse Two: {Yella Boy



Ninety Five, Ninety Six, more trick`s, Fa`sho Yella Boy, ya see

My summaries, the memories, ya see he`s never buried

A nigga still pimpin` for the legendary Gary,

Every time I get happy up in this rap there`s a glisp cliff

I think about the drama sho`nuff make`s me

Miss ya, I got to pull`s off for you fake pimp wanna bee`s

Don`t let me catch ya sleepin` I`ll knock you to yo knees

Pimp up in the air, I know my boy standin` close

If you was around pimpin` we shoul take a toast

The pimpin` the trippin` on a regular basis

Servin` hoes, lockin` number`s, not rememberin` face`s

I got yo back shootin` straight like a sniper

I ease up on the scene and make`s ya rowdy

Like Rod Piper, duck`s behind the bin, to

Often feel I need to Buck! Buck!

Brusin` all my enemies bringin` `em bad luck



Verse Three: {Tec-9



This analogy, that my nigga Pimp

With the gangsta limp, is now in a gangsta lean

But this shit is true, and I never knew it could be like that

Ain`t nobody special when it come`s to the gat

First you fuck that hoe, and then you stop to think

How many nigga`s die, because of a stank ass hoe

Should have been that bitch layin` on the floor

Guess what? But she still got to go

What the fuck is this, blood comin` from my nigga head

Retailation is the method that I`m takin`

When I`m steppin` in that world

Got to go get myself some furl

And I`m in yo hallway always plottin`

In a situation, where my nigga is gone but not forgotten

{Fa`sho, you not forgotten boy

{Much Love Pimp Daddy from yo nigga Tec-9

{And the Black Connection

{Cash Money Records always in there
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