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wildliffe society - homie love كلمات أغنية

[hook: eddie seawood]
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies

[verse 1: mello_t]
now it’s the smooth creepa, creep in like that dank
settin’ out the stank, cognac be the drank
cadillac rollin’, hooter on my brain
it’s the bang to the boogie, it’s the boogie to the bang
ain’t n0body loving me, i can’t tell
headed straight to h_ll with the crack and the scale
gasoline drawls on, gripped to the chrome
i’m ready to get my fight on, my n_ggie t_bone, keep your head up
yo break of some facts
blue rag, red rag, body bag, toe tag, it’s your boogie man
it’s red against blue, that’s the plan of “the man”, to put me against you
folk bangin’ vice lords, crip bangin’ bloods
i ready to pump a slug, for my g’s i got love
how can i k!ll a man, you don’t understand
cl!ck to the bang, i see’s blood in my hand
man ain’t no love, on them streets no more
i spill a little beer, for my homie joe joe

[hook: eddie seawood]
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies, oh yeah
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies, oh yeah
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my friends

[verse 2: rated x]
i’m still in the hood, keeping chronic on my brain
every now and then, pull that glock up and aim
never looking in the mirror, i don’t want to see myself
it’s a everyday thing, to think about death
caught up in this struggle, wanna get out the game of slanging hay
but them voices in my head, telling me its too late
everyday on the stroll with them rocks
trying make my skittles putting the fade on them cops
and every young player in my hoods in the game
and if i can’t slang caine, then i don’t maintain
from the ghetto, check my hood its all real
where i come from, either k!ll or be k!lled
looking for yourself fool, you might find a casket
get in where you fit, cause you might gets blasted
that’s why i kicks this real gansta funk, for my g’s
them fools from the s, to the o, to the p
maybe i don’t know, where l’m a go
but i d_mn sho know, that its slow 4 the po, really though
so now i’m on a mission to the top, still gets harassed, by them coppers for them rocks
it’s the blue, to the black, to the boogie, to the bang
still with my gang, don’t mean a thang
i lets my sack hang anywhere that i go
never bout the set trip, just my grip loc
player haters still droppin’ salt in the hood
the same mind that made crack, told you something good
black folk been buying wolf tickets every since
maybe one day were learn what we up against
[hook: eddie seawood]
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies, oh yeah
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies, oh yeah
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my friends

[verse 3: mello_t & rated x]
my homie joe got smoked on northside
devil screamin’ ride, but, god said let it slide
i raised up and, got another issue, one phone call
mama i miss you
i’m luck down in a cage full of fools, they even got the red, lookin like blue, dope slangers and a whole lot of g_ngb_ngas
just like the triple k, the system wanna hang us
by your neck cause you k!llin’ for a set
wanna be, smoke a blunt, point the nine tech
it’s straight gizzame, so don’t you forget it
dope fiend, rehab, crack he won’t quit it

fool, now you’re tossed out the game
your number came up now you outtie in this thang
r to the i, to the p, check the i.d
so get the white sheet, it could have been me
that was six feet deep in a casket
cause the dope game wasn’t made for you to last it
i’m droppin’ fat dimes, on your mind bout the times
cause we all victims, in this world full of crime
[hook: eddie seawood]
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies, oh yeah
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my homies, oh yeah
i’ve got nothing, but love
for my friends

- wildliffe society

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