'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
lotta guys with loot [Check-check-check-check it out!] 'Cause nothin' better than spendin' cash And catchin' girls in them dukes [True dat, true dat, true dat!] But one thing
thing to want in a small town, i don't even know what it was behind your eyes, was it pain, was it relief, was it another good time, sometimes i miss love
over, I be Fox so peep this Love thyself with no one above thee Cause ain't nobody gon' love me like me If he, don't Do The Right Thing like Spike Lee
doin' what we do Yeah, beat is bangin' up and down your spine And all the single women here are fine (It's a beautiful thing, it's a beautiful thing)
... Fuck the media coming straight from The Terrorists crew I don't love none of ya'll hoes so fuck you You never understand the things I write Until