If My Homie Calls Lyrics

If My Homie Calls lyrics

Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee
We been
coochie-coo all through school, you and me G
Back in the days we played
practical jokes on
everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on
All
through high school, girls by the dozens
Sayin we cousins, knowin that we
wasn't
But like the old saying goes
Times goes on, and everybody
grows
Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways
You chose the dope
gaaaane, my microphone pays
In many ways we were paid in the old days
So
far away from the crazies with AK's
And though I been around clowning with
the Underground
I'm still down with my homies from the hometown
And if
you need, need anything at all
I drop it all for y'all, if my homies
call

It's a shame, you chose the dope game
Now you slang cane on the
streets with no name
It was plain that your aim was mo' cane
You got game
now you run with no shame
I chose rappin tracks to make stacks
In fact I
travel the map with raps that spray cats
But now I don't wanna down my
homie
No matter how low you go you're not lowly
And I, hear that you made
a few enemies
But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call
If you
need my assistance there'll be no resistance
I'll be there in an
instant
Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover
I'd be no
different than the other
H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E
I'm down
to the E-N-D
Cause it's a fall in no time at all
I'm down for y'all, when
my homies call
Word, if my homies call


Well it's ninety-one and
I'm livin kinda swell now
But I hear that you're going through some hell
pal
But life makin records ain't easy
It ain't what I expected it's
hectic it's sleazy
But I guess that the streets is harder
Trying to
survive in the life of a young godfather
My homies is making it
elsewhere
Striving, working nine to five with no health care
We both had
dreams of being great
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in
shaped
It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
To be great, I'm giving it
all it takes
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
I gotta
take, my place or fall from grace
The foolish way, the pace is quick and
great
Smiling face, to hide the trace of hate
But my homie would never do
me wrong
That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on
No
matter who the foe they must fall
Us against them all I'm down to brawl if
my homies call