(BLH Talkin')
Yeah this song's about homies
You know real homies fake homies
All of the above you know
Kind of a touchy subject man
But niggaz got to go there you know
Me and MC Eiht back again yet
(Chorus)
I had to but another gun(buy another gun)
I had to drop another homie(drop another homie)
Got to keep a gun on me(Got to keep a gun on me)
Keep real homies for life(keep real homies for life) X2 (Yeah)
(Verse 1:Brotha Lynch Hung)
Where was dem niggaz when I was broke
Sellin dope outta my grandma's window
No nope no indo no homies
Just a couple like Big Hollis,and Sicx(What Up)
Tryin to make dollarz make sense
Try to make life make sense(Cuz)
Niggaz come and go like the 81 bus
And thats why I talk alot of shit
I can make 81 cuts shit
I was doing bad like down to 81 bucks (shit)
Niggaz be hella mad if I buy 81 trucks
I put the key in the slot I'm 'bout to take-off
I'm like Nicholas Cage run up nigga I'll rip your Face-Off
I don't trust nobody
Real homies I keep'em fake homies I bleed'em
Nigga I creep like the reaper and you won't even see'em
This mothafucka tried to follow me home
Had me hittin next to right unloccin the crome
I live my life like it's a war outside
Think what you say say what you say but it's more about pride anyway
(Chorus) X2
(Verse 2: MC Ehit)
Is there a heavan for a gangsta
That's the question
Somebody might find out if these fools keep testin
All i'm try to do is feed my kids
And stop them bad dreams when I close my lids
I got a late night churp my nigga got shot
I told my fuckin homie that the blocc was hot
You made it this far and you now got hit
And i can't think straight i'm on sum serious shit
Got me all tore up i swore to get bacc
Know the enemy wantin for the shit to cracc
And i'm tryin to think about my fuckin kids at home
And what they goin to do if there daddy is gone
A thin line between freedom and a D.A.
Caught wit the AK 20 years to lay
Now the judge wanna hit the mothafucka wit the book
So the deal for the 20 nigga quiccly took
(Chorus) X2
(Verse 2:MC Ehit)
Whats this meaning to this hgood shit don't ask me
When a hood nigga stuck in the CPT
They wont hire a ex-felon wit a record
So i put it all down on record nigga checc it
Gun checc 45 is hard to survive (thats right)
Enemies real close hoes tryna conive (thats right)
I deal wit the stress of the every day street
Every blocc got a nigga tryin to hustla for each(what up Lynch)
(chorus) X2
(BLH Talkin')
Yeah these days its kind of hard to get hard to get new homies
You kind of develop bizness partnas
And hopefully over time you'll develop into a friend relationssip
But if not you ownly keep a couple homies by the time you 60
That you end up seein' before you pass so
This to all my real homies
Shout outs to Ehit,Sacc,Big Hollis,All my siccmade niggaz
My nigga Phonk Beta for bein' there during my whole career
And shout out to my nigga Sicx, Max Collits
I got to get you in here still thinking about you roung here
FUCC wit everybody thinks
(chorus) X2
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