my homeboys (back to back)

you know what i'm saying?

there's a lot of things going on

you know

you've got to stay strong

you've got to be right!

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

there's a lot of things going on

you've got to keep your head right

that's what pac used to tell us

you've got to think towards the future

that's what pac used to tell us

you know what i mean eastwood?

if pac was here you know what he'd say?

i ain't shit without my own home-boys

rather be buried

than see us parted

keep it close to my heart

because we're the ones that got this shit started!

you recollect we used to bust on snitches

nobody comes before my niggers

fuck all you bitches!

all my homeboys are self-sufficient

so be suspicious of your 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

because we're closer than brothers

it's like you came in

not forgetting 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 nigger to the fullest

ducking bullets

snatching guns when these trick niggers pull it

handle my business like a professional

the whole world knows me

but i ain't shit without my homies

me and my fucking homies

back to back

together forever we're staying

and if you're there for your homies

let me see your hands!

two steps with me

left to right

me and my homies keep it popping all night!

back to back

together forever we're staying

and if you're there for your homies

let me see your hands!

two steps with me

left to right

me and my homies keep it popping all night!

well

i when i bang with the row

to the rolling the gestapo!

i'm a self made rider

a mini

catch us hanging at your local club

plugged out

guzzling

i'm the reason why your keys don't work

most of you are cowards and

when it comes to hammers

you can't work the jerk!

i'm in the front line with the homies

and i ain't gonna' lie

it keeps it real!

i'm pushing big body benz on them big boy rims!

we're fifty deep

and suv's full of ammo

we're death from

call us the rogue sopranos!

we keep it packing

what's happening?

we've 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

we're death row

let's do or die

with my homeboys!

until my soul is free

i'ma smash for the homies

hope they smash for me!

yeah 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 have a on my homicidal turret

the line gets pushed 'till

or fall

lose your life

sight and all your breath!

to all you busters all across the globe

kick back and let the real ones roll!

i've got a military mind frame

i've got a military artillery mind frame

i'm about to show you how real hood ride

man!

switch it in and out

go for the second lane

me and my homeboys do so many different things

some of them pimp

and some gang bang

we keep it chill

no matter what

i thought you knew about us!

me and all the homies

y'all can't live without us!

from the real hood

to the streets

pac

gotti and eastwood

let's just rack it all up

let's see who's the best

come to my

ride all busters

and accept nothing else

and smother all y'all

like as if pac never left!

i can see you in disguise

when i look in your eyes

if pac were alive

half of y'all would be dead!