I Ain’t Shit Without My Homeboyz

Lyrics

[Intro: Daz Dillinger, (Soopafly)] (A Soopafly/Daz production) Suckas! 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 talkin' bout Yo, Kurupt, kick that [Verse 1: Kurupt, (Daz)] I ain't shit without my homeboys, although, at times it seems Tryin' to make it to different stages, lifes, 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 The royal rumble, fools really in trouble I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots Then get ghost while the most of y'all get gots To get the fuck outta here, ain't nobody else I can call (Who that?) Besides my motherfuckin' doggs I ain't shit without my homeboys [Verse 2: Daz Dillinger] When there's trouble, who the fuck can you rely on To die on, on sight? Me and niggas do it, wrong or right I ignite the fire, marijuana gets me higher All this drinkin' and smokin' really gettin' a nigga wired Gettin' paid, that's my only desire Big Style, Lil' Floss, Tray Deee, and me K-U-R-U-P-T, Soopafly, and Crooked I Until then, I hope God don't pass me by Everyday I work harder to try Never to fall, but I hope to rise Everyday before I open my eyes To my cousin Big Flip locked down in the pen To my other homeboys I won't ever see again Life gone in the wind, like a lottery spin When it comes down to it, nigga, who's ya foe and ya friend? And I ain't shit without my homeboys [Verse 3: Crooked I] 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 without wearin' a bulletproof? We fruits from a tree that was rotten to the root We wasn't 'posed 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 bus money We rise and we fall together, all together We crawl and we ball together, doggs forever Like, uh (And ya don't stop!) Fuck around with one of the homies, watch the Glock pop One love and keep hollerin' back We can split my last dollar, in fact, pop your collar to that Crooked I need the whole clique And like frozen chitlins, that's some cold shit My nigga... some cold shit [Verse 4: Soopafly] Cold shit when you elevate and get into some mo' shit When we ride together, niggas be like, "Oh shit!" Dogg Pound in the house, rockin' the party – all night long Gettin' high to the break of dawn Chipped up like a cellular phone Back up, watch it shine like chrome Individually, we the shit But together we can't be fucked with, we crush shit Never settle for less than the plush shit But still don't forget when we was broke About 9 or 10 locs with only 1 joint to smoke Man, I can count on both hands the different stands And plans niggas took to make it better for the fam We made our first five grand, was like "goddamn!" New khakis and Cortez We learned the essential meaning of what a whore is Still clockin' more biz Always lookin' up, 'cause if you look down you're fucked Soopafly, Taylor'd up like Chucks But I ain't shit without my homeboys And that's real shit [Pre-Chorus: Soopafly & LaToiya Williams] Please believe, I ain't shit without my homeboy I ain't nothing without my homeboys [Verse 5: Baby S] I ain't shit without my homeboys... True thuggish Capones, real niggas 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 nothin' but trues, real niggas who paid they dues Picture me rollin' with gay dudes Nigga, please, we G's and dress like we serve ki's On the block where we chop rock, re-cop, and make G's Down to die for each other, it's you and I for each other In a gangsta matrimony, we brothers Can't nothin' seperate gang, we gang from initiation Marks fuck around and catch heat sparks Casino Gang's the gang that a motherfucker claim Rump Segal, Lonnie Makk, E-Mac, it's you, mayne I ain't shit without my homeboys [Chorus: Soopafly & LaToiya Williams] I ain't nothin' without my homeboys Please believe, I ain't shit without my homeboys I ain't nothin' without my homeboys Please believe, I ain't shit without my homeboys I ain't nothin' without my homeboys Please believe, I ain't shit without my homeboys I ain't nothin' without my homeboys Please believe, I ain't shit without my homeboys I ain't nothin' without my homeboys Please believe, I ain't shit without my homeboys [Outro: Guitar Solo]