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Fuckin' lil'
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' homies
homies
Everybody duckin', my lil' homies

pay attention
Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight
Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta him
You catch him in his G ride, touchin' his glock
Screamin outlaw on my enemy's block
Educated on these streets
Gettin money makin' out the police, ain't no peace
For an adolescent to rap, so be a thinker
Bud smokin' twenty-four seven, everyday

Got my but I never learned shit in school
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' fool
Always the niggaz gettin' in shit
She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a
Bustin' on paper motherfuckers
Drinkin gin youu get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by he didn't know me
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' homies

homies on the ride
Niggaz gonna die tonight, get high tonight
(My homies)
Lil' on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause niggaz on the street
(My lil' homies)

homies on the ride
Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get tonight
(My homies)
Lil' homies on the
Runnin' from these police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street
(My fuckin' homies)

I remember, when you was a lil' G
with death, playin' Russian Roulette, screamin',"Kill me"
"Hey there young nigga, you smokin' on?"
Mad at the world 'cause you from a broken home
Love to squad plus mob is sick
A bunch of adolescent niggaz spittin' major
Tell me, young if ya die let me know
Would your feel pain, watchin' as your Mother cries?

Will all your homies
Or will they all get high, and talk about how you
Young niggaz on a mission to
Gettin' G's, packin' heat, havoc to the fuckin' streets
Nobody knows why he a fo'-fo'
And up on the whole front row
Try to tell him but he act like he know
Pull out his and show me, my lil' homie

Lil' homies on the
Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get tonight
(My homies)
Lil' homies on the
Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause niggaz on the street
(My fuckin' homies)

Lil' homies on the
gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight
(My homies)
Lil' on the mash
Runnin' these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street
(My lil' homies)

to bomb, sixteen on death row
Bustin' on them phony motherfuckers the big homey said so
knew I was a nut case, quick to blast
Livin' underage, but blaze on yo' bitch ass
Is a Heaven for a G?
And if it is, will I get to be at peace?
On these streets ain't no peace, shell-shocked
Makin' money off of crack sales, young black

Unable to change it's a cycle
Plus nobody knows, the evil that they do
Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K
Big mouth Hussein, them Outlawz
Tellin the to be equipped
When these young motherfuckers rip shit, they don't
down on me, pull a pound on me
Bust like he know me, my lil' homies

Lil' homies on the
Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get high
(My homies)
Lil' homies on the
Runnin' these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street
(My fuckin' homies)

Lil' on the ride
Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get tonight
(My homies)
Lil' homies on the
Runnin' from punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street
(My lil' homies)

Whassup Let's do this shit! My lil' homies
Lil' bad-ass motherfuckin' niggaz! My lil' homies
What the you niggaz wanna do? What nigga? My fuckin' lil' homies
Sixteen, fifteen, thirteen, my fuckin' homies

Juvenile delinquents to bust on you motherfuckers
the fuck you niggaz wanna do nigga?
Nigga yo' shit on, lil' homies
We robbin' motherfuckers nigga, Life, Outlawz! West Side
You know what time it is, my homies

You what the fuck you gotta do nigga, Outlawz nigga
My homies