My Homie

[Intro] Mmm, mmm, yo yo Yo yo, yo yo yo yo, uh-uh Wait my whole life, to do this motherfucker up Yo yo yo yo, weed and Courvoisier and shit Yo yo, yo, uh-huh Nigga been waiting to get a Alchemist beat Since I bought 1st Infantry and shit, hehehe Yo yo yo yo [Chorus] What's a real nigga addiction? Money, weed and bitches Hanging with snitches, shit, it wasn't my intention [Verse 1] I didn't know I knew him for years Who would think his gums were soft? To all my niggas I would die for Load my pistol up go out and war for Spend my last, you keep your half, we all poor No way to go ill walk you through my front door My ninjas do the same see when we was younger You were my mane Nigga I wouldn't figure you would be on that stand Putting my life up in you hands, pointing your finger like "Damn!" For really though? We was just slinging Oxy Like a year ago, you knew my sister tho Auntie, cousins and my uncle Joe Cuz, you hit my 'dro, see my nigga you's a ho Remember those Cheerios? Ninja Turtles On my grandma's floor, I'm like for sure (Donatello) Catch you on the rebound you bound to dr-izz-ound Grave lounge where you sit down What goes around comes ar-izz-ound The sky is up and hell is low Keep your mouth shut, bet he won't tell no more [Chorus] What's a real nigga addiction? Money, weed and bitches Hanging with snitches, shit, it wasn't my intention Bitch-ass nigga (fuck yo' ass comin from?) Fo' sho' What's a real nigga addiction? Money, weed and bitches Hanging with snitches, shit, it wasn't my intention Bitch-ass nigga (who the fuck you on the phone with?) Aww shit [Verse 2] Started around the bottom, ended up at the top Heard you was in some trouble, I unretired my Glock Did what I did who woulda knew you was the cops Talking all on the phone, to your homies about plots Got me up in the box Thought that you was my nigga Ya got your scentence reduced Cause you told em that I pulled the trigger And I was looking out for you Tried to show him just how we do Put all my shit aside now I'm through Figured that I would keep it crippy This what this real nigga get me Locked up for like a century While you get chances of a Bentley Fuck my old bitches while I beat my dick plenty My shooting finger itchy But I hope somebody get him, but probably not Shit I ain't sweating it, cuz got me hot, better get his ass popped Can't get over how we was tough as leather Man, we did everything together, fucked our first bitches And earned our first cheddar, robbed the first nigga Was down for whatever and I'll blast 'til forever If we had too, but it's all cool [Chorus] What's a real nigga addiction? Money, weed and bitches Hanging with snitches, shit, it wasn't my intention Bitch-ass nigga (fuck yo' ass comin from?) Fo' sho' What's a real nigga addiction? Money, weed and bitches Hanging with snitches, shit, it wasn't my intention Bitch-ass nigga (who the fuck you on the phone with?) Awwwwww shit [Outro] Started around the bottom Started around the bottom, ended up at the top Started around the bottom, ended up at the top Don't let these niggas know your plots Wha-word, wha-word, word... Q!