A homeboy is somebody that got your Whether you right or Somebody that you for what you are Not what you got on, what you can do for If you enough to have some then You what I'm talkin bout
1:
Friends, how many of us them And not many The chances of meeting someone these days you can is skinny But, it seems there really ain't a thing you can do since the seventies, it seems everybody been rolling with a crew A team, a gang, a posse, or type-a click And if your firm thick Then squad becomes vixed Be extra careful or the ones you call your Cause they really is, is a busta out to rob ya And, be weary of bearing your God and gifts And a in sheeps clothing Cause some of ain't knowing Me and you go like roaches in the projects And, we done been things they still ain't even thought of yet A good homie is hard to by But most times you get done by the ones you most So, I raise a toast To my tried and tested, and straight up for dose Pour some exol, this ones here for you, loc
Chorus: coolio, montell
I don't fly on air, walk on (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Uh, but, I'm damn sure your (ooh-ooh-ooh) You can on me to the end (oh-yeah) Thick and thin, You can me homeboy (you can call me homeboy) If I got a quarter, then you got a (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) And, you can me up no matter what the time (ooh-ooh-ooh) If you watch my back, then I'll yours, nigga You can call me (call me homeboy)
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Now I done met a lot of in my lifetime That I would of if I would of had a tek 9 But, here I stand as a man, and I'm to say I'm hella glad that my momma didn't me that way And the homies I grew up Locs I threw up Is the kind of fools you don't want to buck with Why does it that the good brothers die And the evil live And and multiply Pass the hennessey to the left hand Want some dirt for the homies that expired I you rest in peace And, it's time for my release I'll meet you at the crossroads in the low-low But, until i'ma keep my rolls slow My flow on tight, and rollin with the 4-0 This is from the one and only And mc shan said, "i'll never leave you lonely"
Chorus: coolio, jordan
I don't fly on air, on water (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) But, I'm damn sure partner (ooh-ooh-ooh) You can on me to the end (oh-yeah) Thick and thin, You can call me (you can call me homeboy) If I got a quarter you got a dime (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) And, you can call me up no matter the time (ooh-ooh-ooh) If you watch my back, then I'll watch yours, You can call me (call me homeboy)
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Me and you is family And everybody that we go back to back And we go toe to toe Comin from the the sets run thick Where either bang or try to make a grip I cross my heart and to die I lie I run out on or anytime Me and my homies don't get involved with he say, she say But, if you've you'll recieve a ass whippin with your instant replay Or, like tekken So, show some when respect is given to you And, out for the forty too Fake And who got the nerve To that they was down When last they wadn't even around West coast, coast, and worldwide My homies in the pen, and my that lived and died I'm still the same little nappy head from the eastside And, you can call me
Chorus: coolio, montell
I don't fly on air or on water (or walk on water, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) But, I'm damn your partner (ooh-ooh-ooh) You can on me to the end (oh-yeah) and thin, nigga You can me homeboy (you can call me homeboy) If I got a quarter you got a dime (if I got a then you got a dime) And, you can call me up no matter what the (ooh-ooh-ooh) If you watch my back, I'll watch yours (watch my back, I'll watch yours, yours) You can call me (call me homeboy) I don't fly on air, walk on (iiii, don't walk on water, no) You can on me till the end (count on me till the end, oh-yeah) and thin (thick and thin) You can call me (call me homeboy) If I got a then you got a dime (if I got a quarter you got a dime) And, you can me up no matter what the time (call me up no matter the time) If you (if you) (watch my back, watch yours, yours) You can call me (call me homeboy) (you can me homeboy, boy, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (I got back, ooh-ooh-ooh) (you can me homeboy) (you can me homeboy)