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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
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