Little Homie (Interlude)

歌詞

Fucking Lil' Homies Everybody Ducking My fucking Lil' Homies Lil' Homies Everybody Ducking (Verse 1) Just pay attention, here's a story bout my lil' homey Str8 thuggin', lil bad young mother fucka, you gotta love him You can catch him in his G-Ride clutching his glock Screaming outlaw, (west side) mashing on my enemies block Educated on these cold streets Getting money, making dummies out the police Ain't no peace for an adolescent nigga to wild to be a thinker Bud smoking 24-7, everyday drinking I got my diploma but I never learned shit in school Mo money, mo bitches, mo murder fool Always the young niggaz getting in shit She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch Bustin' on paper thin mother fuckas Drinkin' gin before you get to sinnin' on them bustas Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me Everybody duckin' My fucking lil' homies (Chorus) Lil' homies on the ride (Yeah nigga) Niggaz gonna die tonight Let's get, high tonight (My lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash Runnin' from all these punk police Cause lil' niggaz run the streets Lil' homies on the ride Niggaz gonna die tonight (Die tonight) Let's get, high tonight (High tonight) Lil' homies on the mash Runnin' from all these punk police Cause lil' niggaz run the streets (Verse 2) I remember, when we was just a little G Flirting with death, playing Russian Roulette Screaming Kill Me! Hey there young nigga what you smoking on Mad at the world cause you came from a broken home Let us sob cause your mom's is sick A bunch of adolescent young niggaz spittin' major shit Tell me, young nigga if you died let me know Would your heart feel pain, watching as your mother cry? Would all your homies ride? Or would they all get high, and talk about how you died? Young niggaz on a mission to complete Getting g's, packin' heat, bringin' havoc to the fuckin' streets Nobody knows why he took a 4-4 and unloaded on the whole front row BUCK! BUCK! Try to tell him but he act like he don't know me Pull out his pistol and show My lil homies Chorus Background talking (Verse 3) First to bomb, 16 on death row Busting on them phony mother fuckas cause the big homey said so Niggaz knew, I was a nutcase quick to blast Living under age but he'll blaze on your bitch ass Is there a heaven for a G? And if there is, will I finally get to be at peace? On these streetz ain't no peace Shell shocked shows making money off of crack sales Young black male Unable to change, cause it's a cycle Plus nobody knows, the evil that they might do Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K-Kastro Big Malc, Hussein call them Outlawz Telling the world to be equipped, when these young mother fuckas rip shit They don't quit, shoot down on me Pull a pound on me Bust like they didn't know me My fucking lil' homies Lil' homies on the ride (What's up nigga?) Niggaz gonna die tonight Let's get, high tonight (My lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash (Lil' bad ass mother fucking adolescents) Runnin' from all these punk police Cause lil' niggaz run the streets (My Lil Homies) Lil' homies on the ride (What the fuck you niggaz wanna do?) Niggaz gonna die tonight (Die tonight) (What nigga? My fucking Lil' Homies) Let's get, high tonight (High tonight) Lil' homies on the mash (16, 15, 13. My fucking Lil' Homies) Runnin' from all these punk police Cause lil' niggaz run the streets Lil' homies on the ride (Juvenille delinquents ready to bust on you mother fuckas) Niggaz gonna die tonight Let's get, high tonight (What the fuck you wanna do nigga? Lil' Homies) Lil' homies on the mash (They can take your shit over) Runnin' from all these punk police Cause lil' niggaz run the streets Lil' homies Lil' homies on the ride (We robbing mother fuckas) Niggaz gonna die tonight (Thuglife) Let's get, high tonight (Outlawz, Westside) Lil' homies on the mash (You know what time it is) Runnin' from all these punk police Cause lil' niggaz run the streets My Lil' Homies Lil' homies on the ride (You know what the fuck you gotta do nigga, Outlawz nigga) Niggaz gonna die tonight (My Lil' Homies) Let's get, high tonight