Scarface/Tupac/Master P Homies and Thugs Lyrics

Verse 1:

Ghetto n____s remain violent while the killers remain silent
n____s strapped with 45's and ain't smiling
And I'm driving to a place they're all warrin'
the lake we build houses but its the hood we call home
In the ghetto the only place a m_________er will keep it real
we focused on the dollar bill, still
The outsiders tend to disrespect the place
where n____s do thier struggling die with a straight face
Surviving, under conditions demons dinin'
you can run it but can't hide it so step aside
Its the n____ that makes music for the streets
cause I love this m_________er like p____ with no sheets,
cause its deep
Some n____s make it out the neighborhood and won't surface
and let the money make them nervous, what's the purpose?
A m_________er sitting on fat
he came up in the hood but he can't come back
f___ that, I remain in the street game frame
on a mission to maintian me and take aim
In position to let my opposition know my life
cause off in these streets I keep it real but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key doing business on a beeper
I'm sinking in this m_________er deeper
Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me
f___ being a n____ in your army; though I'm a killer
Enter the ghetto so that you can see
what I mean when I say I love this cause it love me
Let it be, stop looking at this m_________er strange
and talking 'bout a m_________ing change
This is for my thug n____s

(chorus x6)

This is for my homies and my thug n____s (uuuuugh)

verse 2

'Face, picture us working at McDonald's
and me and you selling f___ing toasted up (?)
Gold slug, a car full of thug n____s
twenty inch wheels candy paint so we drug dealers
No Limit soldiers to the fullest
see I was raised on some red beans the size of some bullets, huh
We ghetto n____s can't be stopped
got me mixing up dope with little J down at Rap-A-Lot
My phone tapped the feds on my tail
got me paying luxury taxes on everything I build
True to the ghetto that's my life
you see that house on the lake its for the kids and the wife
You can test me if you wanna
cause I be dumping n____s off from New Orleans to California
Rowdy like a hurricane (uuuuuugh)
independant, black owned got them hooked on this cocaine
You used to see C in a suit and tie
but we young n____s in tennis shoes and diamonds
Executive street millionaires
n____s gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair

Chorus x6

Verse 3:

What do you get from boosting?
n____s coming out from california to represent them n____s from
Houston
And now we rocking keep this s___ popping
and all my n____s across the bay know L.A. keep the s___ hot
I keep my glock inside my pants , dont give n____s a chance
to put me inside a casket you dirty b______s
Until the day I die you catch a n____ high off weed the police can't
find me
My s___ will drop and I'll sell five million
while all the n____s enter the game get caught up in drug dealing
How can I fall? how can I ball, how can I catch my enemies and murder
them all?
My word of flame burn n____s inside thier brain
n____s can't hang with me, and like it changes, uh
Scarface got me on this s___
we laced it m_________ers in thier body and face, uh
Growing thicker, liquor made me daddy and n____
n____s don't wanna see me world wide mob figure
M.O.B. and the leaf keep me weeded
them n____s don't wanna see me when i got weed in my system
Catch another victim, capture bodies
bring a shottie to the f___ing party, yeah
I party all night
I do this s___ cause its wrong but we were born right
And to the n____s in my zone we do it long ways
'till these b____es understand n____ my song pay; cause I'm the man
Now these are my homeboys, we outlaws till the day we die
keep this s___ rough and raw my 45
Make sure that I survive to another day
to bust rhymes which from I get paid
Now that's the end of my freestyle but it was left for dead
but the s___ away you can hear it playing, westside

chorus x8