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I AinT Shit Without My Homeboyz - текст песни



I Ain'T Shit Without My Homeboyz


Suckers!








How many real homeboys y'all got out there?


Can y'all count on one hand? i can


Straight up, dogg pound gangstas


Funky fresh in the flesh


Yeah


That's what i'm talking about


Yo kurupt, kick that!








I ain't shit with out my homeboys


Although at times it seems


Trying to make it to different stages, lights and dreams


Different mistakes that was made during the time of the struggle


Two pits unleashed, but held by one muzzle


It's complicated like a puzzle


Puzzle pieces and money double


?? really in trouble


I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the k Nots and pots


Then get ghost by the most of y'all get ?gostic?


Get the fuck out of here!


Ain't no body else i can call (who dat?)


Besides my motherfucking doggs


I ain't shit without my homeboyz








When there's trouble who the fuck can you rely on to die on


On sight, me and my niggas do it wrong or right


I ignite, the fire, marijuana get's me higher


Always drinking and smoking philly's


Getting a nigga wild


Gettin paid, that's my only desire


Big style, lil' floss, tray dee and me


K-u-r-u-p-t, soopafly and crooked eye


Until then


I hope god don't pass me by


Every day i work harder to try


Never to fall


But i often rise!


Every day before i open my eyes


To my cousin big flip locked down in the pen


To my other homeboyz i won't ever see again


Like gone in the wind


Like a lottery spin


When it comes down to it


Nigga, who's your foes and your friends?


I ain't shit without my homeboyz








So what could make a crook stay down for his troop


Could it be the gunshots we ducked as a youth huh?


What about the cops we hid from on the roof


Or the shootouts we survived with out wearing a bulletproof


We fruits from a tree that was rotten to the root


We wasn't supposed to make it our survival don't compute


I had to chase the paper cause the loot would run from me


We had navigator dreams and only bust money


We rise and we fall together, all together


We brawl and we ball together


Doggs forever


Like uhhh (lots of people) and you don't stop!


Fuck around with one of the homies


Watch the glock pop!


One love and keep hollering back


We could split my last dollar in fact


Pop your collar to that


Crooked eye need a whole click


And like "folls and giblets"


That's some cold shit. my nigga, some cold shit








Cold shit when you elevate and get into some more shit


When we ride together niggas be like "oh shit!"


Dogg pound in the house, rockin the party


(lots of people) all night long!


Gettin high til the break of dawn


Chipped up like a cellular phone


Back up, watch it shine like chrome


And division when you in this shit


But together we can't be fucked with, crush shit


Never settle for less then the plush shit


But still don't forget when we was broke


About nine or ten lokes, with only one joint to smoke


Man, i can count on both hands


The different stands and planes


Niggaz took to make it better for the fam


We made our first five grand, was like god damn


New khakis and cortese


We learned the essential meaning of what a whore is


Still clockin more biz


Always looking up, cause if you look down your fucked


Soopafly ?? and chucks, but i ain't shit without my homeboyz








Please believe i ain't shit without my homeboyz (and that's real shit)


I ain't nothing without my homeboyz (i ain't shit without my homeboyz)








Shit, not capone


Real niggaz i knew before i was grown


A lot of motherfuckers died


But i'ma still ride


And represent the evil motherfuckin westside


It ain't nothing but trues


Real niggaz that payed the dues


Picture me rollin with gay dudes


Nigga please, we g's and dress like we serve keys


On the block where we chopped rocks, we copped and made g's


Down to die for each other


Cause you and i for each other


In a gangster matrimony we brothers


Can't nothing seperate gang


We ganged from intiation to marks


Fuck around and catch she sparks


Cause see no gangsta gang


That i motherfuckin claim


Run ?siegal, money mack,? and mack is you man


I ain't shit without my homeboyz








I ain't nothing without my homeboyz


Please believe i ain't shit without my homeboyz



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