| Real homies stand and struggle
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| Whom gazing down a muzzle
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| I know you came to hustle
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| Grit your teeth and clench your knuckles
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| We didn’t come to fight
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| We came to get **** light
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| You rolling with be till we die that how homies ride
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| No need for consternation
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| Got a good with the congregation
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| I’m rocking for my nation
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| To get that spirit racing
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| Tell all my cousins and my clicks, family and folks
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| We got to ride out to till we break up all them 100 spokes
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| Each day’s another change my homies stay the same
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| Life feeling strange cos the world’s getting so deranged
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| Each day’s another change my homies stay the same
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| Life feeling strange cos the world’s getting so deranged
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| Never knew **** till I met with beef
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| Never knew war till I met with peace
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| Never knew tired till I came to rest
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| Got a couple real homies and they all the best
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| Never knew cos it’s hard to watch
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| Seen a couple of my homies die pouring on the block
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| With the beat to stop
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| And the vultures flock
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| And the cops on the watch for there life to stop
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| Hard to see in the cold of night
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| When it’s cold tonight
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| With my soul on ice
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| Got a bead that I’m holding tight
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| And I hold the light
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| Scared of poltergeists
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| BUT
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| Real homies never turn they back
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| My homies are in all these tracks
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| My homies all wrapped in mat
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| We rolling out like Cadillac
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| Each day’s another change my homies stay the same
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| Life feeling strange cos the world’s getting so deranged
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| Each day’s another change my homies stay the same
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| Life feeling strange cos the world’s getting so deranged
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| I’m with my homies… yeah
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| I’m with my homies… yea |