Coolio feat. Montell Jordan



Homeboy

Somebody that

Exepts you for what'cho are

Not what'cho got on

What'cho can do for them

If you lucky enough to have some then

You know what im talkin bout



Friends im a yellows happy

And not that maby

The chance of meeting someone these days you can trust is skinny

But it seens that there really aint a damn thing you can do

Cuz since the 70's

It seems everybodys been rolling wit a crew

A team a gang a possy or some type click

And if your firm aint think

Then your swab becomes bitched

Be extra careful or the ones you call your partner

Cuz what they really is is a busta out ta rob ya

And where ever your strength has been

Your guided clips and a

Wolf and sheeps clothing

Cuz some of yall aint knowing

Me and you go back like roaches in the projects

And we done been through things they still aint even thought of yet

A good homie is hard to come by

But most time you get done by the ones you trust most

So i gotta make a toast

To my tried and tested

And strait up for reel

Those pull yourself some x-o

This one heres for you



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I done fly one hell

Walk on water

But im damn sure your partner

You can count on me to the end

Get a pen nigga

You can call me homeboy

If i gotta quater

Then you gotta dime

And you can call me up no matta what the time

If you watch my back then ill watch yours

Nigga you can call me homeboy



Now i done met a lot of haters in my life time

That i woulda smoked if i woulda had a tech-9

But here i stand as a man

And im free ta say

Im hella glad that my momma didnt raise me that way

And the homies i grew up wit

Locs i threw up wit

Is the kinnda fools that you dont wanna buck wit

Why does it seem that the good brothas die

And the evil brothas live

And prosper and multiply

Faster here at sea to the left hand side

Wont some many dirt for the homies that expired

I hope you rest in peace

And when its time for my realease ill

Meet'cha at the crossraods dippin in the loll lows

But until then ima keep my rolls slow

My flow wont tite say rollin wit the flow oh

This is comin from the one and only

And like MC Shares said ill never leave ya lonely



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Me and you is like family

And everbody know that we go back to back

And we go toe ta toe

Comin from the west

Where the sets run thick

Where brothas eat the bang or try ta make a grip

I cross my heart and hope die

I never lie

I run out on mine anywhere any time

Me and my homies dont get involved wit

That he say she say

But if you lost you see to ass whoppin

With your thing mystery player

Decken like tekken

So show some respect

When respect is given to you

And whatch out for the 42

Fake curve

And fool who got the nerve

To pretend they was there

When last month they wasnt even around

Westcoast Eastcoast and worldwide

My homies in the pen

And my homies that lived and died

Im still the same little nappy head brotha from the eastside

And you can call me homeboy



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