My Homeboys (Back To Back)

Lyrics

[Intro; Kurupt | 2Pac] You know what I'm saying? It's a lot of things going on You know, you gotta stay strong, you gotta be right (My homeboys) Keep your mind right, you know what I'm saying, Eastwood? Don't play too many games, you know, it's like a generation gap (My homeboys) It's a lot of things going on, you gotta keep your head right That's what 'Pac used to tell us (My homeboys) You gotta think towards the future That's what 'Pac used to tell us Nah'mean, Eastwood? (My homeboys) If 'Pac was here you know what he'd say? [Verse 1: 2Pac] I ain't shit without my homeboys Rather be buried than see us parted Keep 'em close to my heart, 'cause we the ones that got this shit started You recollect we used to bust on snitches Nobody come before my niggas, fuck all you bitches All my homeboys are self-sufficient So we suspicious of you scandalous tricks Got the police taking our pictures Love to hang out on the corner, but we known to ride Me and my motherfucking homeboys down to die For each other 'cause we closer than brothers, it's like we kin We known for getting the party popping when my squad walks in Throw up your hands, baby, buy me a drink, stop acting phony Don't forget to bring something for all my homies To know me is to love a thug nigga to the fullest Ducking bullets, snatching guns when these trick niggas pull it Handle my business like a professional, the whole world know me But I ain't shit without my fucking homies Me and my fucking homies [Chorus: Kurupt & Eastwood | 2Pac] Back to back, together forever we stand And if you're down for your homies, let me see your hands Two-step with me, left to right Me and my homies keep it popping all night (My homeboys) Back to back, together forever we stand And if you're down for your homies, let me see your hands Two-step with me, left to right Me and my homies keep it popping all night (My homeboys) [Verse 2: Eastwood | Kurupt | 2Pac] Well, I'm the East' and I bang with Tha Row (With Tha Row) To the 'Wood rolling with Kustapo (Kustapo, fool) I'm a self-made rider of many Catch us hanging at your local club, thugged out, guzzling Remy I'm the reason why your heat don't work Most of you cowards and When it comes to hammers, you can't work the jerk I'm frontline with the homies, and I ain't gon' lie, I keeps it real I push a big body Benz on them big boy rims We fifty deep in SUVs full of ammo With Death Row medallions, call us Tha Row Sopranos We keep it cracking; what's happening? We got them chrome toys Me and my homies got a force that you can't ignore Slip me the .9, I'm ready to ride for my homeboys Yeah, with Death Row, it's do or die with my homeboys Uh, that's on grandma, 'til my soul is free I'ma smash for the homies, hope they smash for me [Verse 3: Kurupt] Finally, a record with 'Pac and a real one That he really rolled with from here to the Brazilians I'll leave you soaking wet I got a simple homicidal Tourette The line gets pushed 'til y'all respect Or fall, lose your life, sight and all your breath To all y'all busters all across the globe Kick back and let the real ones roll, I got (My homeboys) I got a military mind frame, I got a military artillery mind frame I'm 'bout to show you how a real hood ride, mayne Switch it in and out, going for the second lane Me and my homeboys do so many different things Some love to pimp, and some gangbang (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) We keep it G no matter what, I thought you knew about us Me and all the homies, y'all can't live without us [Chorus: Kurupt & Eastwood | 2Pac] Back to back, together forever we stand And if you're down for your homies, let me see your hands Two-step with me, left to right Me and my homies keep it popping all night (My homeboys) Back to back, together forever we stand And if you're down for your homies, let me see your hands Two-step with me, left to right Me and my homies keep it popping all night (My homeboys) [Verse 4:Kurupt] I gotta roll like a real hood, through the streets 'Pac, Gotti, and Eastwood, let's just rack it all up Let's see who's the best, come to my Waco, Texas, Gotti Koresh 'Bout to ride on bustas and accept nothing less And smother y'all like as if 'Pac never left I can see you in disguise when I look in your eyes If 'Pac was alive, half of y'all woulda died [Chorus: Kurupt & Eastwood | 2Pac] Back to back, together forever we stand And if you're down for your homies, let me see your hands Two-step with me, left to right Me and my homies keep it popping all night (My homeboys) Back to back, together forever we stand And if you're down for your homies, let me see your hands Two-step with me, left to right Me and my homies keep it popping all night (My homeboys) [Outro: 2Pac] My homeboys My home—