A soopafly/daz production
Suckers!
(daz)
How many real homeboys yall got out there?
Can yall count on one hand? I can
Straight up, dogg pound gangstas
Funky fresh in the flesh
Yeah
Thats what Im talking about
Yo kurupt, kick that!
(kurupt)
I aint 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
Its complicated like a puzzle
Puzzle pieces and money double
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? really in trouble
Ima hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots
Then get ghost by the most of yall get ? gostic?
Get the fuck out of here!
Aint no body else I can call(who dat? )
Besides my motherfucking doggs
I aint shit without my homeboyz
(daz)
When theres 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 gets me higher
Always drinking and smoking phillys
Getting a nigga wild
Gettin paid, thats 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 dont 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 wont ever see again
Like gone in the wind
Like a lottery spin
When it comes down to it
Nigga, whos your foes and your friends?
I aint shit without my homeboyz
(crooked eye)
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 wasnt supposed to make it our survival dont 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 dont 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"
Thats some cold shit. my nigga, some cold shit
(soopafly)
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 cant be fucked with, crush shit
Never settle for less then the plush shit
But still dont 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 aint shit without my homeboyz
(overlapping last line, sung)
Please believe I aint shit without my homeboyz(and thats real shit)
I aint nothing without my homeboyz (I aint shit without my homeboyz)
(slip capone)
Shit, not capone
Real niggaz I knew before I was grown
A lot of motherfuckers died
But ima still ride
And represent the evil motherfuckin westside
It aint nothing but trues
Real niggaz that payed the dues
Picture me rollin with gay dudes
Nigga please, we gs and dress like we serve keys
On the block where we chopped rocks, we copped and made gs
Down to die for each other
Cause you and I for each other
In a gangster matrimony we brothers
Cant 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 aint shit without my homeboyz
(chorus til fade)
I aint nothing without my homeboyz
Please believe I aint shit without my homeboyz