Master P - Real Hommies lyrics

[Verse 1:] They say the good come with the bad and vice versa But as long as me and my brother good life's perfect We the mad hood n***as who been to the top And as long as I'm breathing I'm ready to ride My brother, same heart but different mother Different race, different colour, play whatever Holding to your structure No more fighting, no more kiddies k**ing Free some murderers out the penitentiary, people missing [Chorus:] [x2] When my real homies call me, I'll be there When my real homies need me, I'll be there When my real homies call me, I'll be there I'll be around [Verse 2:] Be there for me, I'mma be there for you Real n***as don't gossip, we just do what we do We're maxed out but we started with nothing I run with the mile and we're getting this money Money Mafia's mad for keeping it trill That's why we ride for our homies we got people to k** There's deal in the tank Bring em out East wouldn't even think DC still sealed we're the link I love my n***as over money and businesses And I mean by we're still getting real To my n***as who still dead and gone Put some money on this booze whether right or wrong Keep it real in these streets Don't f** with snitches and the police [Chorus] [Verse 3:] There's no limit, or should I send a army It's Money Mafia n***a the game is so [?] I've been down for the cause, thug and ducking the law We chop up the [?] hit the block in the raw Tell me you getting tensions Family court affairs, family in multiverse My family ain't never scared In a minute now we got the squad right If my brother ever leave me I'm alright That's alright [Chorus] [Verse 4:] A living gangsta, It's the name I'm a soldier, I'll never change Ain't mad cause I'm out here getting money The more they hate, the more I get money I'm from the ghetto, raised in the slum I'm from the big bag, you know I go down Me and player roll like [?] We out here first, for real real Listen [Chorus] [x2]