| Hey homeboy you got twenty bucks I could borrow man?
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| Ah, you’re broke huh?
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| Right on, that’s cool man
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| Hey homeboy what about you holmes?
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| You always got some weed holmes
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| Can you spot me a twenty?
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| I’ll pay you back ey
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| Come on, I’ll pay you back guey
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| My Impala hasn’t moved in weeks
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| Simon I’m feeling kind of shitty homeboy, this is weak
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| I gotta get a twenty to get me through the day
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| Because you all know I love it when I feel this way
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| Without my ride ese how am I gonna get by?
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| That’s why I need a twenty holmes so I can get high
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| But everybody that I’m talking to, they claim is dry
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| I know you got some in there ese don’t lie
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| That’s the last time that I’ll ever kick you down
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| What goes around comes around, I’ll catch you on the rebound
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| Next time I’m smoking and you wanna smoke
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| I’ma laugh like someone told a funny joke
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| Damn what a fucked up day
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| If I only had a twenty things would be ok
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| But no one wants to front me or let me borrow
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| I don’t think I can wait until tomorrow, fuck these vatos
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| I drive thirty down the highway
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| I got hydraulic fluid leaking down my driveway
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| I got a big chrome bill that I can’t pay
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| Hey homeboy can I get a twenty, pay you back ey, pay you back guey
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| Damn it’s a fucking shame
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| All these silly levas wanna play these silly games
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| Trying to play Lil' Rob for a little lame
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| Had to run vato over like a fucking train, Goddang
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| Still didn’t get none though
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| Why not? |
| Because he really didn’t have none bro
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| My bad, hey homeboy let me help you up
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| I know you don’t have no weed, but you got twenty bucks, that I could borrow
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| I’d gladly pay you back tomorrow
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| But if not then I’ll pay you back the day that follows
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| Cuz times are getting rough for this young Chicano
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| I don’t think I can last another año, like a person baño
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| '91, '92, '93, '94, '95, '96, plus four more
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| That’s how long I’ve been rapping, how could I let this happen
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| If I had twenty bones holmes I wouldn’t be asking
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| Stranded with no place to go
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| Unless I take the bus, but I don’t got no cambio
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| Thinking to myself what kind of friends are these
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| Obviously the kind that I’ll never need
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| I’ll see you later when you need a favor, remember when
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| I needed twenty bones homeboy where were you then?
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| I’m about to take it old school and pull myself a beer run
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| But they closed down the liquor store, I’m no where near one
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| Ain’t that a bitch, the day’s almost over and I’m still sober
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| Luck couldn’t find me with a four leaf clover
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| I’ve got to find a way to make a grip
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| Or find some marijuana, roll a spliff and take a hit
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| I’ll always find a way someway, somehow to make it through
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| Got No One To Depend On, so you know I don’t need you
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| I got home, look what I found, a twenty bag of marijuana
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| Just for me in my Chevy rag |