I Aint Shit Without My Homeboyz Lyrics by Kurupt

I Aint Shit Without My Homeboyz Lyrics

    A soopafly/daz production
    Suckers!

    (daz)
    How many real homeboys y'all got out there?
    Can y'all count on one hand? i can
    Straight up, dogg pound gangstas
    Funky fresh in the flesh
    Yeah
    That's what i'm talking about
    Yo kurupt, kick that!

    (kurupt)
    I ain't shit with out my homeboys
    Although at times it seems
    Trying to make it to different stages, lights and dreams
    Different mistakes that was made during the time of the struggle
    Two pits unleashed, but held by one muzzle
    It's complicated like a puzzle
    Puzzle pieces and money double
    ????????? really in trouble
    I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots
    Then get ghost by the most of y'all get ?gostic?
    Get the fuck out of here!
    Ain't no body else i can call(who dat?)
    Besides my motherfucking doggs
    I ain't shit without my homeboyz

    (daz)
    When there's trouble who the fuck can you rely on to die on
    On sight, me and my niggas do it wrong or right
    I ignite, the fire, marijuana get's me higher
    Always drinking and smoking philly's
    Getting a nigga wild
    Gettin paid, that's my only desire
    Big style, lil' floss, tray dee and me
    K-u-r-u-p-t, soopafly and crooked eye
    Until then
    I hope god don't pass me by
    Every day i work harder to try
    Never to fall
    But i often rise!
    Every day before i open my eyes
    To my cousin big flip locked down in the pen
    To my other homeboyz i won't ever see again
    Like gone in the wind
    Like a lottery spin
    When it comes down to it
    Nigga, who's your foes and your friends?
    I ain't shit without my homeboyz

    (crooked eye)
    So what could make a crook stay down for his troop
    Could it be the gunshots we ducked as a youth huh?
    What about the cops we hid from on the roof
    Or the shootouts we survived with out wearing a bulletproof
    We fruits from a tree that was rotten to the root
    We wasn't supposed to make it our survival don't compute
    I had to chase the paper cause the loot would run from me
    We had navigator dreams and only bust money
    We rise and we fall together, all together
    We brawl and we ball together
    Doggs forever
    Like uhhh (lots of people) and you don't stop!
    Fuck around with one of the homies
    Watch the glock pop!
    One love and keep hollering back
    We could split my last dollar in fact
    Pop your collar to that
    Crooked eye need a whole click
    And like "folls and giblets"
    That's some cold shit. my nigga, some cold shit

    (soopafly)
    Cold shit when you elevate and get into some more shit
    When we ride together niggas be like "oh shit!"
    Dogg pound in the house, rockin the party
    (lots of people) all night long!
    Gettin high til the break of dawn
    Chipped up like a cellular phone
    Back up, watch it shine like chrome
    And division when you in this shit
    But together we can't be fucked with, crush shit
    Never settle for less then the plush shit
    But still don't forget when we was broke
    About nine or ten lokes, with only one joint to smoke
    Man, i can count on both hands
    The different stands and planes
    Niggaz took to make it better for the fam
    We made our first five grand, was like god damn
    New khakis and cortese
    We learned the essential meaning of what a whore is
    Still clockin more biz
    Always looking up, cause if you look down your fucked
    Soopafly ????? and chucks, but i ain't shit without my homeboyz

    (overlapping last line, sung)
    Please believe i ain't shit without my homeboyz(and that's real shit)
    I ain't nothing without my homeboyz (i ain't shit without my homeboyz)

    (slip capone)
    Shit, not capone
    Real niggaz i knew before i was grown
    A lot of motherfuckers died
    But i'ma still ride
    And represent the evil motherfuckin westside
    It ain't nothing but trues
    Real niggaz that payed the dues
    Picture me rollin with gay dudes
    Nigga please, we g's and dress like we serve keys
    On the block where we chopped rocks, we copped and made g's
    Down to die for each other
    Cause you and i for each other
    In a gangster matrimony we brothers
    Can't nothing seperate gang
    We ganged from intiation to marks
    Fuck around and catch she sparks
    Cause see no gangsta gang
    That i motherfuckin claim
    Run ?siegal, money mack,? and mack is you man
    I ain't shit without my homeboyz

    (chorus til fade)
    I ain't nothing without my homeboyz
    Please believe i ain't shit without my homeboyz

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