Bizzy Bone, Mr. Silent, Mr. Capone-E, KhalafallaOsman - For The Homies lyrics

Don't let the light skin fool you nigga
This your real homeboy lil' Bizzy the Kid
Is definitely in the motherfuckin community
As I sit down and I write
This letter to my dear brother dear brother
Heavenly grace and peace be unto you
In your time of persecution, dear brother
I pray this letter greets you in
Good spirit's and peace and health
I love you
For the mothfuckin hood and the ghetto
Ain't nothin you need but a homie

For the homie, doin it tight
Give you the shirt off of my back
For the homie I sing songs in fact
For the family
I'll never forget you whatever you need
For the family, I'm walkin the streets
I know you see for my momma
I'm doin it again - I'm doin
The best that I can
Gotta love my father, he fathered a man, man
Man for my sister
I help you on out with the nephews
I do the best that I can
For my sister I tell 'em to spread the love
For my brother
I greet you with a spiritual kiss
For my brother, spiritual kisses sellin peace
One, collaborations only to spread that joy
One, for my father, the best homeboy

You can find me with my homies
I'll never run
I'll never hide from my homies
I'm down to ride
I'm down to die with all my homies
Kickin with the West Coast soldiers
Reppin for my homies
Deep in the streets we stayin up

My homies, they're my young thug outlaws
Down for whatever when it's on
Jermaine makes his call
We miss you OG, from the families locked away
Upstate behind bars up in Pelican Bay
All the rappers
Who lost their life in the struggle
From Biggie Smalls, 2Pac
Eazy-E we'll miss your hustle
The trouble, when the lights went out
It's still a war zone and
You still the homie, no doubt
Life of a vigilante
With the street authority
My homies are forever 'til, eternity
Enemies get bucked, trust no, man
I'm in the land where they bangin
Every kids on they hand
Propaganda, in this white man's world
A devil's reject
With a meth-amphetamine burn
The world turns, never leave you lonely
I'm your confidant, your one and only homie

You can find me with my homies
I'll never run
I'll never hide from my homies
I'm down to ride
I'm down to die with all my homies
Kickin with the West Coast soldiers
Reppin for my homies
Deep in the streets we stayin up

My definition of a homie is
A brother with pride
Therefore that I'll always have your back not
Givin a care who's down to ride
To never leave you astray
To put his life in front of yours
I'm havin a vision in my mind
My dogs are seepin up through my pours
Cause, I'm a true blue thug
And I'm keepin it real
My dogs ain't never given away
That's what you call the real deal
As I poured a little liqour for
Those who passed my true
Soldiers in the green the game
Of life and they crashed

My definition of a homie
My dogs ain't never gonna leave me lonely
Straight riders, we ain't no phonies
My criminal styles and Mr capone-E's
Straight ridin, through the city
Givin it up for Bizzy Bone and Frank Nitty
Mr silent puts it down showin no pity
Rollin it up for all my
Homies that are with me, with me

You can find me with my homies
I'll never run
I'll never hide from my homies
I'm down to ride
I'm down to die with all my homies
Kickin with the West Coast soldiers
Reppin for my homies
Deep in the streets we stayin up