Lil' Homies

Fuckin' lil' homies Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies My lil' homies Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies [2Pac] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin' Lil' bad young motherfucker, gotta love him You catch him in his G ride, clutchin' his Glock Screamin' Outlaw (Westside motherfucker) bustin' on my enemy's block Educated on these cold streets Gettin' money makin' dummies out the police, ain't no peace For an adolescent nigga to rap, so be a thinker Bud smokin' 24/7, everyday drinker Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool Always the young niggas gettin' in shit She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch (BIATCH) Bustin' on paper thin motherfuckers Drinkin' gin 'fore you get to sinnin' on them busters Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies [Hook: repeat 2X] Lil' homies on the ride Niggas gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (my lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash Runnin' from these punk police, cause lil' niggas run the streets (my fuckin lil' homies) [2Pac] I remember... When you was just a lil' G flirting with death Playin' Russian Roulette, screamin', "Kill me!" Hey there young nigga, what you smokin' on? Mad at the world cause you came from a broken home Love to squad plus your mob is sick A bunch of adolescent niggas' spittin' major shit Tell me, young nigga if ya die let me know Would your heart feel pain, watchin' as your mother cries? Will all your homies ride? Or will they all get high, and talk about how you died? Young niggas on a mission to compete Gettin' G's, packin' heat, bringin' havoc to the fuckin' streets Nobody knows why he took a fo'-fo' And loaded up on the whole front row (BUCK BUCK, BUCK BUCK!!) Try to tell him but he act like he don't know me Pull out his pistol and show me, my lil' homie [Hook] [2Pac - over Hook] Hahaha, whassup nigga? YEAH! You lil' bad motherfuckers You motherfuckers know what time it is Yeah nigga! Juvenile delinquent-ass motherfuckers Under eighteen, better protect that shit! [2Pac] First to bomb, sixteen on death row Bustin' on them phony motherfuckers cause the big homey said so Niggas knew I was a nutcase, quick to blast Livin' underage, but he'll blaze on yo' bitch ass Is there a heaven for a G? And if it is, will I finally get to be at peace? On these streets ain't no peace, shell-shocked souls Makin' money off of crack sales, young black males Unable to change cause it's a cycle Plus nobody knows the evil that they might do Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K. Kastro Big mouth Hussein, call them Outlawz Tellin' the world to be equipped When these young motherfuckers rip shit, they don't quit Drew down on me, pull a pound on me Bust like he didn't know me, my lil' homies [Hook] [2Pac - over Hook] What's up nigga let's do this shit! My lil' homies! Lil' bad-ass motherfuckin' adolescent niggas! My lil' homies! What the fuck you niggas wanna do? WHAT NIGGA? My fuckin lil' homies Sixteen, fifteen, thirteen, my fuckin lil' homies [Hook] [2Pac - over Hook] Juvenile delinquents ready to BUST on you motherfuckers What the fuck you niggas wanna do nigga?! Nigga take yo' shit on, lil' homies! We robbin' motherfuckers nigga, Thug Life, Outlawwwwz! Westside! Death Row! You know what time it is, my lil' homies! [2Pac as Hook fades out] You know what the fuck you gotta do nigga, Outlawz nigga My lil' homies