Luyện nghe bài hát This Is for My Homiez

(Pump fo the people)

Yeah, come my way

Come my way
the Big Ill with the Al

(This is for the homies)

I got a letter from my homie Big Ill in the
It said, use your head, Al, away from jail
'Cause ah, it for you and ah, it ain't for me
I tell you now it ain't the place you be

So I to myself nowadays
Lay back, recline and get paid from my
Sometimes I get in a deep thought
As I a quart of the cold old dog that I bought

The I drink, the more I start to think of him
Locked up in the clink, will he or swim?
I'm they call the rap rebel Madball
I'm with the dice, watch 'em bounce off the wall

I come to your party, bounce through my crew
We pouring out some brew for homies that we knew
I'm for my homie but he can't be found
I wanna give him a pound and let him know he's down

Where the
Creeping the hood
my homies?
Come my way, aiyo up to no good

(Where my homies?)
Where they at, where at?
(Creeping the neighborhood)
(For all those good we had together)
(This is for the homies, this is for the homies)

Well, Big Ill, the Babbling Bum, the bum that's babbling
Don't try to step to this, my be traveling
Unravelling, on the gravel when you fall
Yes, yes, y'all, I travel the mess hall

Now my homie, I'm by my lonely
I shoulda to what my mama told me
But too late, I'm upstate pumping weight 'cause I'm frail
What you gonna do when you get out of

Bust a cap, a cap, put that ass on the map
Here's a slap in the grill you tried to front on Ill
And I'm down, how the Glock sound?
That's what you get for trying to blow up the spot,

the ability, load up the artillery
Your body deliver to the river, gee
me with the
(Crooklyn residency)

Now you can me out of Brooklyn
But you can't Brooklyn out of me
how it be, gee

Raise your forties for the missing
For all those good we had together
This song is for our
is for the homies, yeah

Well, the I to the l to the I
out the cell with Al, from the fiery pits of hell
(Aiyo, up Big Ill, how you doing?)
Aiyo, up Al Skratch, now can we woo-woo-woo?
(Come my way)

That's I'm about to do
(Come my way)
Aiyo, I kick it with your crew
(Now 1-2 in the project halls the Madballs)
(Everyday all day, on 56 Broadway)

But I'm Big Ill straight out the pen
B to the K to the L to the Y to the N, bo
(Let off a round, how sound?)
(Ain't nothing going down the Brooklyn and the Uptown)

Yeah, so my homies at?
(They're here)
Now do they got my back, do got my back?
(Yeah)

creep through my hood
In the way
(This is for my homies)
Now let the song

upstate
Aiyo, too late