lirik lagu o.t. genasis - homies
[produced by jereme jay]
[intro: o.t. genasis]
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
[verse 1: o.t. genasis]
my mama told me, “never go out after nine”
f-ck that time cause i had me a nine
watched a homie cook that zone in the kitchen
.357 with a nose like pippen
i always asked, “can i go to my granny house?”
it’s easier to sell ’em bags out the candy house
i never got time for my b-tch cause i’m gone
out with the homies so she think i’m doin’ wrong
she say, “be careful cause they might hit you up”
i’m lookin’ at this b-tch like i don’t give a f-ck
burner on my hip, yeah, the life of a thug
all my homies bang, i just wanna sell drugs
my homie locked up, pop a nigga in the room
the way this shit goin’, shit, i might see em’ soon
rubber grip, hollow tip, .44 mag’
brains outta pocket, make ’em look like it’s red
[hook: o.t. genasis]
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
ain’t got time for a b-tch
thirty-nine in the clip
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
my b-tch tryna stress me out
i’m ’bout to leave, b-tch, let me out
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
turnin’ up on the block
get har-ssed by the cops
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
ride for my niggas
die for my niggas
[verse 2: the game]
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies and i’m lucky to be alive
’cause palmer blacks tryna’ dome me (ay, ay, ay)
i got this ninety-inch sony, sellin’ this b-tch for half off
who f-ckin’ with the homies?
chillin’ with the brodies, blowin’ on this dodie
at the park whippin’ on these ygs like jodye
five-five-four, cedar block if you know me (suu-whoop)
i was in the bounty jail with monster kody
fresh out, hit the avalon, red khakis on
then i tuck the burner to get a burger from marathon
red bulls jersey, wore that motherf-cker to an all crip school
and i’d be dead if i ain’t wear it home
fat red laces and some coneys
got jumped by the track news, f-ckin’ with the homies (f-ck)
i got my whole hood tatted, who we bustin’ at tonight?
it don’t matter cause
[hook: o.t. genasis]
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
ain’t got time for a b-tch
thirty-nine in the clip
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
my b-tch tryna stress me out
i’m ’bout to leave, b-tch, let me out
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
turnin’ up on the block
get har-ssed by the cops
i’m f-ckin’ with the homies
ride for my niggas
die for my niggas
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