Prince Dre - Hommie (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Prince Dre] I'm ridin' 'round wit' the Mac on me Got 50 shots in this Mac homie These n***as act, thas' a fact homie Like a-f**in-pplause, we clap homie We'll leave you on yo' back homie No shoelace we stay strapped homie Them shorties wildin' they goin' apes Them lil' n***as attack homie (x2) [Verse 1: Prince Dre] They like O-Block where them k**as' at And Murda-Ville where them k**as' be Them shorties 'bout it they out wildin' they'll put a goofy up on a T I run up on him where he standin' at And leave him dead up in the streets We out lurkin' no hide and seek I'm a lil' n***a no bodyguard Playin' tough let the cannon spark 'cuz I ain't 'bout that big teeth Better watch watchu' sayin' homie, k** you and yo' mans homie Got a handgun wit' a drum on it Click-clack go blam homie Face shots you on the news, got the streets thinkin' like damn homie Have yo' mama lookin' all dumb 'Cuz the streets took her son Got Black Gate on speed dial, they'll dump the clip 'till it's done 300 and 600 they march forward like the drummers B 4-6, Rock Creek, Front Street and G.B.G No Limit thas' E.B.K Folly Boyz shout out moe'nem Drama World, shoutout 7-9 17 up in this 9 f** the jakes can't spare a dime Hood rich got a n***a shinin' Chi-Raq, my city k**in' F.T.O. them n***as dyin' Prince Dre they know who that is Dirty n***a check my background In the dip where the Mac is Let 'em know how the Mac sound If he try to run lay his back down p**y n***a won't try me Heavy weight, young Ali Gun fire, his life flies Crop a n***a like a I.D King Drive, 400 East Know a couple k**as', shoutout D.O.D Low Life and M.G Wic City, Face World, Ada Park and M.T.V Dogg Pound and D.D.C Tay Town and D.E.T Got a couple b**hes that's wit' the sh**s F.A. and B.O.G Missy Go Hard and G.G.E Young Champion, b**h M.V.P We out here, up in these streets Livin' life 'till they bury me I'm in love wit' money, tell it marry me Bake a n***a like Sarah Lee [Hook: Prince Dre] [Verse 2: Edai] You f** n***as better pray Can't wait to catch Lil Jay I'ma stand right over 'em, headshot *BOOM* Thas' for L'A Can't wait to catch a Insane I'ma shoot 'em dead in his brain Let the guys deal wit' his funeral but then go and piss on his grave See alotta' n***as they fake I feel I need to seperate Heard you talkin' bad 'bout bro'nem You better pump yo' brakes You talkin' bad on that Twitter sh**, come say the sh** to my face I pull up on yo' block n***a and drop yo' set in yo' face, n***a goin' in No problem You ain't gotta ask who shot 'em Got a call, told me they spot 'em They hit his a**, that Revolver My n***as do what I say so I tell 'em "Come, it's no problem" My young n***as gon' flex, doin' hits now feelin' like Gotti I'm a young n***a gettin' dollas' Boss n***a, they follow All these shots they sendin' All the shots I been callin' n***as talkin' 'bout Jojo this and Jojo that Understand I'll dig him up, re-hit 'em up then send him back SQUAD ! Les get it