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Coolio feat. Montell Jordan Miscellaneous Homeboy Coolio feat. Montell Jordan Homeboy Somebody that Exepts you for what'cho are Not what'cho got on What'cho can do for them If you lucky enough to have some then You know what im talkin bout Friends im a yellows happy And not that maby The chance of meeting someone these days you can trust is skinny But it seens that there really aint a damn thing you can do Cuz since the 70's It seems everybodys been rolling wit a crew A team a gang a possy or some type click And if your firm aint think Then your swab becomes bitched Be extra careful or the ones you call your partner Cuz what they really is is a busta out ta rob ya And where ever your strength has been Your guided clips and a Wolf and sheeps clothing Cuz some of yall aint knowing Me and you go back like roaches in the projects And we done been through things they still aint even thought of yet A good homie is hard to come by But most time you get done by the ones you trust most So i gotta make a toast To my tried and tested And strait up for reel Those pull yourself some x-o This one heres for you -chorus- I done fly one hell Walk on water But im damn sure your partner You can count on me to the end Get a pen nigga You can call me homeboy If i gotta quater Then you gotta dime And you can call me up no matta what the time If you watch my back then ill watch yours Nigga you can call me homeboy Now i done met a lot of haters in my life time That i woulda smoked if i woulda had a tech-9 But here i stand as a man And im free ta say Im hella glad that my momma didnt raise me that way And the homies i grew up wit Locs i threw up wit Is the kinnda fools that you dont wanna buck wit Why does it seem that the good brothas die And the evil brothas live And prosper and multiply Faster here at sea to the left hand side Wont some many dirt for the homies that expired I hope you rest in peace And when its time for my realease ill Meet'cha at the crossraods dippin in the loll lows But until then ima keep my rolls slow My flow wont tite say rollin wit the flow oh This is comin from the one and only And like MC Shares said ill never leave ya lonely -chorus- Me and you is like family And everbody know that we go back to back And we go toe ta toe Comin from the west Where the sets run thick Where brothas eat the bang or try ta make a grip I cross my heart and hope die I never lie I run out on mine anywhere any time Me and my homies dont get involved wit That he say she say But if you lost you see to ass whoppin With your thing mystery player Decken like tekken So show some respect When respect is given to you And whatch out for the 42 Fake curve And fool who got the nerve To pretend they was there When last month they wasnt even around Westcoast Eastcoast and worldwide My homies in the pen And my homies that lived and died Im still the same little nappy head brotha from the eastside And you can call me homeboy -chorus- extended |
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