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Homeboys (ft. Lil Duke, OG Boo Dirty, Waka Flocka Flame, Young Dolph, Young Thug)
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Homeboys Yea, 1017, MPA, LongWay I love you Straight up, Guwop Yea (This one for my homeboys) Man, motherfuck my enemies Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me (This one for my homeboys) Who stayed down through thick and thin Never changing up nor switchin' (This one for my homeboys) Who locked up and couldn't make it And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting (This one for my homeboys) And we been together since knee high Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie If I was high as f***, then he was high as f*** If I was fly as f***, then he was fly as f*** Then you stole something and that was fuc*** up And that's bad luck, but good luck with that And now you can't get shit from me, but an old snapback And you always knew my only rule, but you still play with this dude And I learned from the old-heads, gotta set your rules or be ruled And I'm too tough to be rude, just can't Momma said I always had a nasty attitude, it stinks First thing's first, bruh miss you to death Think about you every day since the day you left In the club going hard all night long The next morning got a phone call, you never made it home Oh shit! Now what the f*** is that? That's fuc*** up Ain't too many of my kind that made it out, so I just lucked up I told Lil T, don't take that dope to Mississippi, he did that shit anyway To get all of my niggas back, I give all this shit up any day (This one for my homeboys) Man, motherfuck my enemies Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me (This one for my homeboys) Who stayed down through thick and thin Never changing up nor switchin' (This one for my homeboys) Who locked up and couldn't make it And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting (This one for my homeboys) And we been together since knee high Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie Grew up wearing the same jeans, rocking the same shirts Then we busted guns at each other, this shit hurts My momma cryin' herself to sleep off the shit we doing For our kids, I really think that it's a bad influence Now every time I go out - people asking where you at? But I can't tell tell the world I'm shooting at my buddy Nick Before you went to jail, I wanted to make it right Now I'm a millionaire, you doing life, this shit ain't right Started off as homeboys, grew up now we enemies If he cross the line, I'll kill him if he kin to me I don't think he hearing me, I don't think ya'll feelin' me Pulled up in the Phantom, ghost now they say they scared of me All I had was hustle, grew up in the struggle Small ni***, big heart, now I got the muscle Long live Slim D, Mario, we miss you Mario, we miss you (This one for my homeboys) Man, motherfuck my enemies Them niggas not no kin to me nor friend of me (This one for my homeboys) Who stayed down through thick and thin Never changing up nor switchin' (This one for my homeboys) Who locked up and couldn't make it And they sittin' at the county jail just waiting (This one for my homeboys) And we been together since knee high Skippin' school and gettin' high, that's no lie
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