[Intro: O.T. Genasis] I'm fuckin' with the homies I'm fuckin' with the homies
[Verse 1: O.T. Genasis] My mama told me, "Never go out after nine" Fuck that time cause I had me a nine Watched a homie cook that zone in the kitchen .357 with a nose like Pippen I always asked, "Can I go to my granny house?" It's easier to sell 'em bags out the candy house I never got time for my bitch cause I'm gone Out with the homies so she think I'm doin' wrong She say, "Be careful cause they might hit you up" I'm lookin' at this bitch like I don't give a fuck Burner on my hip, yeah, the life of a thug All my homies bang, I just wanna sell drugs My homie locked up, pop a nigga in the room The way this shit goin', shit, I might see em' soon Rubber grip, hollow tip, .44 Mag' Brains outta pocket, make 'em look like it's red
[Hook: O.T. Genasis] I'm fuckin' with the homies Ain't got time for a bitch Thirty-nine in the clip I'm fuckin' with the homies My bitch tryna stress me out I'm 'bout to leave, bitch, let me out I'm fuckin' with the homies Turnin' up on the block Get harassed by the cops I'm fuckin' with the homies Ride for my niggas Die for my niggas
[Verse 2: The Game] I'm fuckin' with the homies and I'm lucky to be alive 'Cause Palmer Blacks tryna' dome me (ay, ay, ay) I got this ninety-inch Sony, sellin' this bitch for half off Who fuckin' with the homies? Chillin' with the brodies, blowin' on this dodie At the park whippin' on these YGs like Jodye Five-five-four, Cedar block if you know me (suu-whoop) I was in the bounty jail with Monster Kody Fresh out, hit the Avalon, red khakis on Then I tuck the burner to get a burger from Marathon Red Bulls jersey, wore that motherfucker to an all crip school And I'd be dead if I ain't wear it home Fat red laces and some coneys Got jumped by the track news, fuckin' with the homies (fuck) I got my whole hood tatted, who we bustin' at tonight? It don't matter cause
[Hook: O.T. Genasis] I'm fuckin' with the homies Ain't got time for a bitch Thirty-nine in the clip I'm fuckin' with the homies My bitch tryna stress me out I'm 'bout to leave, bitch, let me out I'm fuckin' with the homies Turnin' up on the block Get harassed by the cops I'm fuckin' with the homies Ride for my niggas Die for my niggasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
