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Singles


Artist: Willie D
Total songs: 1
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U Got Homeboys, We Got Homeboys Lyrics - Singles - Willie D

"Ya know, I think these guys are different from the rest 

The violent behavior displayed when dealing with their enemies 

Is humanly inconcievable to people like you and me 

Their lack of compassion towards men can only be rivaled 

By the a gang of hoodlums lead bySatan himself 

I can tell you this much I wouldn't wanna fuck with em" 

 

Its lip talka from the motherfuckin lost boys 

Bruister Park, 5th Ward 

One on one you get beat down 

Baby Herc got the 9 waitin to let off 12 rounds 

You wanna start shit? Try it 

I got niggaz on the north, east, south and west side 

I'm lost motherfucker, I'm wicked 

Up in yo ass is where a nigga might kick it 

Flamingo is our hang out 

We call it bloody 5th, ya get cha brains blown out 

Big Iron got all streets sewed up 

Come through Cally Court and get yo ass fucked 

Ramin here got the car jack 

And I'm Lil' back, I control on the phat sack 

And them motherfuckin punks over here bitch 

But if ya stack up I got back up 

Bitch fuck your crew fuck your set 

Fuck your posse fuck your click 

We can take this shit to the morgue 

You got homeboys, we got homeboys 

 

(CHORUS)(4x) 

Clock em, glock em 

Drop em, Stop em 

 

[Willie D] 

Don't blame me for the motherfuckin slaughter 

Nigga couldn't swim but he got into the water 

Stuck his head in some shit, now he drownin 

Like Bozo, I had to clown him 

He and his boys tried to fold me 

Called me to the square, but the square couldn't hold me 

Now some were big and some were tall 

But the bigger they come the harder they fall 

God damn I ain't nothin nice 

Fuckin with Will you fall quicker than Vanilla Ice 

So all them niggaz that cha got witcha 

Won't mean shit when I hitcha 

With the pump, other assault weapon 

"Didn't they ban that shit man?" Yeah, but I kept em 

Wise up, gotta keep the ups 

Its a must we bust in guns we trust 

I can't fear another nigga G 

Cause if he get smoked he gonna bleed just like me 

My philosiphy is to hit em with the AK 

So hear me when I say 

Fuck your crew fuck your set 

Fuck your posse fuck your click 

We can take this shit to the morgue 

You got homeboys, we got homeboys 

 

(CHORUS) 

 

[Rasir X] 

Well it's 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 motherfuckers 

Runnin with the ruckus, niggaz be tryin to buck us 

With the bang bang boogey, shoot em up typa shit 

When niggaz get buck wild, I'm your Clark Kent 

Come for red don't bar none what cha brangin, whatcha brung 

Its run yo run you gone pay for whatcha done 

Cause Rasir X Ray don't sleep till he pull a couple a strings 

Call for back up niggaz straight off the cut 

Niggaz backed up for miles 

Filed up in files, piled up in piles ooo honey child 

What we did was a must, when my niggaz start to bust 

Its, ashes to ashes, dust to dust 

And I trust ain't the nigga to get stuck with 

I'm one hill billy motherfucker you don't wanna fuck with 

I'm still rougher in the hills with that Uncle Will 

And this is how a motherfucker feel 

Fuck your crew fuck your set 

Fuck your posse fuck your click 

We can take this shit to the morgue 

You got homeboys, we got homeboys 

 

(CHORUS) 

 

[Sho] 

Wise up, we don't fuck around 

Yeah I got some niggaz that'll lay yo ass down 

We ain't scared ta shoot, we all clockin loot 

Fuck with Sho I'll dress yo ass in a funeral suit 

And if you try to steal me then notify your next of kin 

Cause you done stepped into a lion's den 

Where all my niggaz bitin 

You can draw a gun, pull a knife, or we can old school fist fight 

It really don't matter 

Cause when the shit hit the fan I know my niggaz won't scatter 

They got my back to the end 

Now you lookin around this bitch tryin to find a fuckin friend 

But now it's too late 

Plus I see some yellow tape 

Nah, that's yo soul at hells gates 

Fuck a 9 I gotta 37 shot clip bitch 

You done fucked with the wrong click 

 

(CHORUS)