Album Songs

  • Letter To The President
  • Still I Rise
  • Secretz Of War
  • Baby Don''t Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II)
  • As The World Turns
  • Black Jesus
  • Homeboyz
  • Hell 4 A Hustler
  • High Speed
  • The Good Die Young
  • Killuminati
  • Teardrops And Closed Caskets
  • Tattoo Tears
  • U Can Be Touched
  • Y''all Don''t Know Us

  • Artists > 2pac > Still I Rise > Homeboyz




    [2Pac]

    Oh s**t, caught that ni**a alone

    Ain''t that a bi**h

    Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh

    for them ni**az that be Johnny Dangerous when they be f**kin fifty deep

    But they be f**kin cowards when they by theyselves

    You know who I''m talkin about

    (You know who I''m talkin about) that''s right

    You ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    You ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    You ain''t s**t without your homeboys



    Now

    Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs

    For the life of me I cannot see why you don''t know how to act

    Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep

    out on the streets you don''t hear a peep

    ni**a it''s a god damn shame, somebody explain

    why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man''s game

    Tear that a*s out the frame, completely get that a*s kicked

    Woke up on the street but you''ll be sleepin in the casket

    How long will it last, ni**a don''t ask, just be first to blast

    Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash

    My s**t''s cla*sic, like my ni**a Nate

    Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break

    Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed

    ni**az aimin at my head but I still wear my vest

    I don''t give a f**k motherf**kers I''m loc

    They all duckin when my gun smoke

    cause you ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    You probably run at the sound of funk

    I give a f**k, you ni**az is punks

    Without your homeboys, you be the first to reach in your trunk

    You scary ni**az is punks, you ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    ni**a, punk a*s motherf**ker

    You ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    Throw your hands up you little trick, coward motherf**ker



    [Young Noble]

    Like Yak said, how the f**k you gonna shoot me rocks

    When you got the Outlaw ''Pac s**ttin ya box

    You was lookin real weak walkin down the street

    Now a ni**a thirty deep, oh you wanna beef

    Talk cheap, shoot a ni**a the fair one

    Your homies like f**k it, what''s this you the only scared one

    (faggot a*s) Damn son, close call I bet

    Now down around the way you gets no respect

    They like that Outlaw ni**a played you out

    We could have took it to the firfth I would I have laid you out

    ni**az be actin all different when they dogs come around

    Watch em act like bi**hes when Outlawz draw down

    They all clown, better yet they all stunned

    You the type to have a gun and never blazed it once

    Get y''all banana split, you ain''t Emmanuel

    Outlawz you''ll never forget

    Makaveli the Don get a call y''all

    Turnin these streets into Vietnam

    Where your homeboys, homeboy



    [2Pac]

    You ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    My thug ni**az, I love ni**az

    From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers

    My homeboys, the only thing a ni**a got left

    I love my ni**az to death, we ain''t s**t without our homeboys

    .. You know what time it is

    I ain''t s**t without my homeboys

    Hey, tell em the story how you came up ni**a



    Now I was born alone, took my first joint and I got high alone

    Now I''m an Outlaw ni**a, I never die alone

    Me and my ni**az is so close, it''s complicated

    One ni**a smokin and drinkin, and yet we all faded

    My ni**a Edi had a son we all happy

    Cause now that little ridah got to deal with eight daddies

    My ni**az cry, we all cry, and all ride

    To rectify the problem, motherf**kers they all die

    Been tryin to make a million, by hustlin since my adolescense

    From crack dealin to rap villian, my new profession

    Who wanna see me at eight deep, f**k 3D

    You coward a*s motherf**kers''ll never see me

    Bustin with automatic straps, my raw raps like good crack

    ni**az fiendin, I got em comin back

    Until I die, they label me as a ridah

    Forever, my ni**az be together



    Ain''t s**t without your homeboys

    Thug ni**az I love ni**az

    From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers

    Without your homeboys, the only thing a ni**a got left

    I love my ni**az to death

    We ain''t s**t without our homeboys

    (without our homeboys)

    Love my ni**az to death

    We ain''t s**t without our homeboys

    Love you ni**az to death