The Game, LaToya Williams - Never Can Say Goodbye lyrics

"93.5 K-DAY, givin you the
Taste of good life
Your girl Yo-Yo
Should I say is it still all good?
Today at 12: 45 outside the Petersen
Museum here in Los Angeles
Notorious B.I.G. was gunned
Down and pronouced
Dead at 1: 15 this morning
As a result of the ongoing feud
Between East and West coast
The tragic death of Tupac Shakur who
Was gunned down in Las Vegas
Just six months earlier
Our prayers go out to the families."

"Westside Radio, Julio G
A sad day today for the West
Coast; we lost an icon y'all
Eric 'Eazy-E' Wright, passed away today
At 6: 45 PM
Cedars Sinai Hospital
Due to complications from AIDS
A definite West coast legend
Brought you N.W.A.
Brought you Michel'le, brought you D.O.C.
And the list goes on
We definitely gon' miss you Eazy."

Picture me rollin in that black B-M-dub
Headed to the club
Fresh out the Tyson fight
Beamer all rimmed up
Shinin with the big homie, five-car caravan
Ridin shotgun
Put that chronic smoke in the air
"Me Against the World" is what
I told my foes
So it's me against the world
'til they poke them hoes
Leanin out the window
Flickin ashes off the indo
Throwin up Westside, I see
Some of my kinfolk
Pull that blunt closer to my
Mouth cause only she know
I'm feelin bad about that nigga we
Stomped out in that casino
But fuck it it's Death Row -
The big homie never told me
That my next blow could be
My fuckin death blow
Tell Kidada I'm not ready
I ain't even let my momma know
I ain't got no kids, I'm only twenty-fo'
Before I can let the smoke out
Niggaz let twenty go
The thirteen that hit the car
Was through the passenger do'
Now come wit it

Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye
(to my friends)
Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye
(to my friends)
Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye
(to my friends)
Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye
(I will always keep you near)

I love it when they call me Big Popp-a
I only smoke blunts if they roll prop-a
Look I gots ta
Catch the first thing smokin in Cali
And hit one of my bitches in the valley
Gotta call my nigga Sean
Tell him reserve the don
Tell him to get the chron' and the teflon
I think they trippin off
The homie gettin shot
But God bless his soul
Lord know it wasn't Pop
Or the M.A.F.I.A.
Kim tell Cease get the fuckin truck
We 'bout to hit the Wilshire district
Get fucked up
Pop mad bottles son, twist up the Phillies
I'm thinkin 'bout T'yanna
These niggaz is lookin silly
If this was Blook-lyn I would up the 9-milli
But fuck it we to the truck, roll the dutch
We out of Phillies
Hop in the front seat
Of that dark green Suburban
Heard another car swervin
Gunshots close the curtains; Biggie!

Layin in this hospital bed with bronchitis
I can't talk
Walked myself in and all of
A sudden I can't walk
IV's in my arm, my wife Tomica at my legs
(Ruthless) , I mean Records
We got married on my deathbed
I could hear Jerry Heller in the hall
But I couldn't hear Cube and Dr
Dre no more at all
Through all the bullshit them
Niggaz was my dawgs
Niggaz With Attitudes spraypainted
On the walls
I'm flatlinin, it's bad timin
(Straight Outta Compton)
The king of gangsta rap's dyin
Cause of death, the AIDS virus
Conspiracy, I guess the government
Just hate violence
They thought my group influenced
The L.A. riots
Woulda been here to see my kids grow
If I stayed quiet
Took 12 years for a real
Nigga to break silence
Eazy I had to let 'em know
You could catch me
Cruisin down the street in my six-fo'