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fucking get what I
Desire
Sometimes I just want a girl I can Hold when I feel lonely
‘Cause right now, all I got is my Homies, and sooner or later
That

wouldn't have gone missin'
Picture a child in his prison
Where nobody gon' write me
And nobody come to visit
And visually i'm sustained by walls of steel
Is

Been up thinking bout the way you put it down, way you put it down
Day Dreaming bout how your last name would sound, last name would sound
Yea I'm

a homies
Everyday
all day,
I keep a hat on like ll Cool J
couple of verses the one with the show
tell these women what you want them to know
Yo
I guarantee

blood I got homies to check that, now he shook want yo chest back damn,
I got a load in from Phoenix,
Say its loud when I open. She screaming,
I jumped

like three shows in Texas
Sold it out in Austin
Put the homies on the guest list
I'm in the van in Oklahoma bumping TI
Rolling trees on my diploma on my

aka you know the rest
We some gangster'd up fools from the Wicked Wicked West
Don't trip, your man ain't gotta know
We'll keep it on the low after each

Or whatever, girl, you know what I mean
I just wanna take my cousins to Disney
Put my sister in a crib by the city
Fly the homies out the country whenever
When

hold me
I remember we were just homies
Now I can't live without you girl I need you
So just pick up the phone please
You're my world you can tell by

What Would I Be

The Living Legends

Almost Famous

2000

I'll take my advance now, spend it on a chance to just that
Not a chain to enhance style when my homies are broke
You most be lonely, no folks, or just

High

Dead Obies

Dead.

2019

all in a bloody mess
T'as pas la mainmise, nobody comin' to save us
Hangin' around with the homies, doubling up what they gave us
Lookin' around je

heard
Through all the cloud and the dust
I was close to laying in the hearse
It's funny how I got saved by this verses
Show respect my name written

Oh Boy!

Dead Obies

Dead.

2019

I'm ten below low, drapped out
Raking it up by my damn self
I'm a fuck boy with no manners when it comes to counting my Bruce Banners
All I see is

Warlords of the Flies

Abstract Rude

Battleaxe Warriors, Vol. 3

2003

gotta remind you how hectic it is
We all have homies that set-trip
They'll call for medics when the gats unleashed
You'll regret it if you don't make

Strictly This Game

RBL Posse

An Eye for an Eye

1997

a thousand times
Gettin mine
At the shows, proper hoes, spittin flows wit the homies
Niggaz can't come backstage it's members only
An a bitch can't get no

homies moved in the spot with Lil' Wood
See, n*ggas this way don't give a damn about you hoes
We find real estate in the midst of robbin yo's
With Benzis

the three-wheel, made a left on Kemp
I dropped that my old crib just
To see it's all good
The little homies moved in the
Spot with Lil' Wood
See, niggas this way