Homeboy

Lyrics

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

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Duration
04:08
Key
7
Tempo
92 BPM

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