Compton Menace - My Homies lyrics
rate me[Hook]
My homies, got the niggas yeah that ride for one
That fuck with me
My homies, if you talking bout them hustlers
Then you talking bout my homies
Got a couple niggas locked, a couple rest in peace
My homies, I’ma die for, my homies
Ride for
Might fuck around with my real niggas
Fuck around and tower my real killas
Cause I’m a real nigga, for some real dealer
Now nigga ballin on ralph shit
And still fuck around with them real killas
That will pull it out and just clap shit
I got niggas doing life, that hit me up from they iPhone
But I’m steady stacking up paper
So one day, they could come home
Steady walk the streets with my chucks on
Riding round in my old school
Got my top down and I’m smoking trees
All them hating niggas don’t know you
Only fuck around with my home boys
Getting high with my home boys
You rollin round with my home boys
Yeah I do that
Gotta smoke a tree with my home boys
Real niggas say true that
Still doing the thang that I used to do
Still fuck around with the same crew
It’s the money house nigga know that
Had to buy an ounce just to blow that
With my homies
[Hook] x 2
My homies, got the niggas yeah that ride for one
That fuck with me
My homies, if you talking bout them hustlers
Then you talking bout my homies
Got a couple niggas locked, a couple rest in peace
My homies, I’ma die for, my homies
Ride for my homies
Sittin in this bitch thinking bout my homies
So many niggas lost damn shit get lonely
I’m tryina get lost pain all upon me
Feeling like the devil got run upon me
My brother clip got killed, why it got to be him
Mind fucked up know I ain’t got to see him
Ever find out who did it I’ma seek them
King dicky doing the life, they need to free him
Miss my brother, miss my brother
I wanna see the tears when I’m looking at my brother
Cause everytime she smile it look like him
Probably why a nigga forever roam in the gutter
Call it what you want it, there never gonn be another
I gotta stay strong, can’t stop now
I wanna loose my mind, but I ain’t fin to quit
G to the end, fuck nigga, not now
Shit fucked up, prolly why I’m hot right now
Never understood why the good get took out
Now I be ride with the heat like it’s a cookout
Kids, mama, they family, I’ma look out
This my nigga, this my dog,
Shit been cloudy, swear I’m on the fall
So much rain I swear I can’t see
Tryina maintain, but I swear shit get hard!
[Hook] x 2
My homies, got the niggas yeah that ride for one
That fuck with me
My homies, if you talking bout them hustlers
Then you talking bout my homies
Got a couple niggas locked, a couple rest in peace
My homies, I’ma die for, my homies
Ride for my homies.
