Joe Moses - Big Homies lyrics
[Joe Moses - Big Homies lyrics]
I'm in the set with the big homie, real G
If it's on, he hang around, no
Got some sprite with some dirty ass Chucks on
He take and he love to get on
Big homie got hands and he turnt up
You know YG's a Blood, he a straight nut
Red dickys, and fingers stay messed up
Funerals and hood days the only
Time he dress up
Bang out, yeah the homie is the fooly
In the club with him
Won't go without the tooly
Turn down nothing, act up and wooping
Did ten years on some other shit shooting
Bang with the skelly, hit me on the selly
Told me he do his thing
He get me when he ready
Real big homie, that what it is
Active and wooping, he down for the set
Chillin with the big homies
He got the turf
Rep the set with the big homies
Nigga beaming and banging
Everything bool but it flaming
I'm in the set with the big homies
Got stripes, he disrespect me and he blast
I'm in the set with the big homie
Got his dickys su-pressed
Everything messed but he messed up
Big homie ride
Tell his young niggas that he
Ain't afraid to die
Bitch he a gangsta, dancin with the tech
You know he ain't playing when he
Put it on the set everybody know him
He just like Wacko, he just like you
He don't fuck with busters
When he off sherm, he turnt up probably
That's my gangsta, big homie drippin
Out of town hustler, he know how to flip it
Still my bro, the police know
Gotta spot him on the set with
The Kush in the go
He give it out, things get ugley
I tell him calm down, that's my big homie
He know my last name, he know my mama
My big homie down, he be ready for the drama
Chillin with the big homies
He got the turf
Rep the set with the big homies
Nigga beaming and banging
Everything bool but it flaming
I'm in the set with the big homies
Got stripes, he disrespect me and he blast
I'm in the set with the big homie
Got his dickys su-pressed
Everything messed but he messed up
If it's on, he hang around, no
Got some sprite with some dirty ass Chucks on
He take and he love to get on
Big homie got hands and he turnt up
You know YG's a Blood, he a straight nut
Red dickys, and fingers stay messed up
Funerals and hood days the only
Time he dress up
Bang out, yeah the homie is the fooly
In the club with him
Won't go without the tooly
Turn down nothing, act up and wooping
Did ten years on some other shit shooting
Bang with the skelly, hit me on the selly
Told me he do his thing
He get me when he ready
Real big homie, that what it is
Active and wooping, he down for the set
Chillin with the big homies
He got the turf
Rep the set with the big homies
Nigga beaming and banging
Everything bool but it flaming
I'm in the set with the big homies
Got stripes, he disrespect me and he blast
I'm in the set with the big homie
Got his dickys su-pressed
Everything messed but he messed up
Big homie ride
Tell his young niggas that he
Ain't afraid to die
Bitch he a gangsta, dancin with the tech
You know he ain't playing when he
Put it on the set everybody know him
He just like Wacko, he just like you
He don't fuck with busters
When he off sherm, he turnt up probably
That's my gangsta, big homie drippin
Out of town hustler, he know how to flip it
Still my bro, the police know
Gotta spot him on the set with
The Kush in the go
He give it out, things get ugley
I tell him calm down, that's my big homie
He know my last name, he know my mama
My big homie down, he be ready for the drama
Chillin with the big homies
He got the turf
Rep the set with the big homies
Nigga beaming and banging
Everything bool but it flaming
I'm in the set with the big homies
Got stripes, he disrespect me and he blast
I'm in the set with the big homie
Got his dickys su-pressed
Everything messed but he messed up