A production Suckers!
(Daz) How many real homeboys y'all got out Can count on one hand? I can Straight up, Dogg Pound fresh in the flesh That's I'm talking about Yo Kurupt, that!
(Kurupt) I ain't with out my homeboys at times it seems Trying to make it to stages, lights and dreams Different mistakes that was made during the of the struggle Two pits unleashed, but held by one complicated like a puzzle Puzzle pieces and money really in trouble I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the and pots Then get by the most of y'all get ?gostic? Get the out of here! no body else I can call(who dat?) Besides my motherfucking I ain't shit without my
(Daz) When there's trouble who the can you rely on to die on On sight, me and my niggas do it wrong or I ignite, the fire, get's me higher Always drinking and smoking Getting a nigga Gettin paid, my only desire Big Style, Floss, Tray Dee and me K-U-R-U-P-T, Soopafly and Eye Until I hope God pass me by day I work harder to try Never to But I rise! Every day before I my eyes To my cousin Big Flip down in the pen To my other homeboyz I won't see again gone in the wind Like a lottery When it comes to it Nigga, who's your foes and your I shit without my homeboyz
(Crooked Eye) So what could make a crook stay for his troop Could it be the we ducked as a youth huh? What about the cops we hid on the roof Or the shootouts we survived with out a bulletproof We fruits from a tree was rotten to the root We wasn't supposed to make it our don't compute I had to chase the paper cause the loot would run me We had navigator dreams and only bus We rise and we together, all together We and we ball together Doggs Like Uhhh (lots of people) And you stop! around with one of the homies Watch the pop! One love and keep back We could my last dollar in fact Pop collar to that Crooked Eye a whole click And "folls and giblets" That's some shit. my nigga, some cold shit
(Soopafly) Cold when you elevate and get into some more shit we ride together niggas be like "Oh Shit!" Dogg Pound in the house, rockin the (lots of people) All long! Gettin high til the break of Chipped up a cellular phone Back up, watch it like chrome And when you in this shit But we can't be fucked with, crush shit Never settle for less then the plush But still don't when we was broke About or ten lokes, with only one joint to smoke Man, I can on both hands The different and planes Niggaz took to it better for the fam We made our first grand, was like god damn New and cortese We learned the essential of what a whore is Still more biz looking up, cause if you look down your fucked Soopafly and chucks, but I ain't shit without my homeboyz
(overlapping line, sung) Please believe I shit without my homeboyz(and that's real shit) I ain't without my homeboyz (I ain't shit without my homeboyz)
(Slip Capone) Shit, not Real I knew before I was grown A lot of died But I'ma ride And the evil motherfuckin westside It nothing but trues Real that payed the dues me rollin with gay dudes Nigga please, we g's and dress like we serve On the where we chopped rocks, we copped and made g's to die for each other Cause you and I for each In a gangster matrimony we Can't nothing gang We ganged intiation to marks around and catch she sparks Cause see no gang That I claim Run ?siegal, mack,? and mack is you man I shit without my homeboyz
(Chorus til fade) I ain't without my homeboyz Please believe I shit without my homeboyz