Artist: 2Pac
Album:  Unreleased
Song:   Lil Homies

Pay attention,
Heres a story bout my lil homie, straight thuggin
lil bad young mufucka, you gotta love him
hes feind on the real about bustin his glock
Screamin outlaw,westside, on my enimies block
hesitated with no gun please,gettin money
makin dummies out the police.aint no peace
for a addalicent nigga, thats what im thinkin
bud smokin 24-7, all the time drinkin
i got my diploma but i never learned shit in school
mo money,mo bitches,mo murder fool
always a young nigga gettin in shit
she wouldnt stop to conversate so you called her a bitch.
bustin on papers from muthafuckas,
drinkin gin before u get to sinnin on them bustas
emptyed his clip, passed by like he didnt know me
everybody duck, my fuckin lil homie

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lil homies on the rise, niggas gonna die tonight
lets get high tonight
lil homies mashin,runnin on these punk police
steady blastin

i remember when u was just a lil G
flirting with death,playing russian rulette
screamin kkkkiiiiillllll mmmmmeeeeeee!!!!
hey there young nigga what u smokin on
mad at the world cause you came from a broken home.
lets all sob cause his moms is sick,
bunch of addalicient niggas spittin major shit.
tell me, young nigga if ya die let me know
as your heart feel pain, watchin ya mother cry.
will all ya homies ride?
Or will they all get high, and talk about how ya die?
young niggaz on a mission to complete.
stackin g's, packin heat, bringin havoc to the fuckin streets.
nobody knows why he took a fo fo
and nutted up on the whole front row.
BUCK BUCK!!!!!!!!!!
try to tell him but he act like he didnt know me
pull a pistol and show me, my lil homie

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Hes 16 on deathrow,bustin on them phonie muthafuckas
cause the bigger homie said so
niggaz knew i was a nutcase,quick to blast
living underage, but ill blaze on yo bitchass!!
Is there a heaven for a G?
and if there is, will i finally be at peace
on the streets aint no peace, shellshocked, doped
makin money off of crack sales, young black males
unable to change cause its a cycle
and nobody knows the evil that they might do.
lil moo, big jock, came castro
big mouth fools,normal for a outlaw
tellin the world to be equiped, 
when these young mufuckas whip shit, they dont quit
drew down on me, pull a pound on me
blasted like he didnt know me
my lil homie

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