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If My Homie Calls Lyrics

2 Pac

<em>[Verse One:]<br /><br />Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee<br />We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G<br />Back in the days we played practical jokes on<br />everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on<br />All through high school, girls by the dozens<br />Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasn't<br />But like the old saying goes<br />Times goes on, and everybody grows<br />Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways<br />You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays<br />In many ways we were paid in the old days<br />So far away from the crazies with AK's<br />And though I been around clowning with the Underground<br />I'm still down with my homies from the hometown<br />And if you need, need anything at all<br />I drop it all for y'all, if my homies call<br /><br /><em>[Verse Two:]<br /><br />It's a shame, you chose the dope game<br />Now you slang cane on the streets with no name<br />It was plain that your aim was mo' cane<br />You got game now you run with no shame<br />I chose rappin tracks to make stacks<br />In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats<br />But now I don't wanna down my homie<br />No matter how low you go you're not lowly<br />And I, hear that you made a few enemies<br />But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call<br />If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance<br />I'll be there in an instant<br />Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover<br />I'd be no different than the other<br />H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E<br />I'm down to the E-N-D<br />Cause it's a fall in no time at all<br />I'm down for y'all, when my homies call<br />Word, if my homies call<br /><br /><em>[Verse Three:]<br /><br />Well it's ninety-one and I'm livin kinda swell now<br />But I hear that you're going through some hell pal<br />But life makin records ain't easy<br />It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazy<br />But I guess that the streets is harder<br />Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather<br />My homies is making it elsewhere<br />Striving, working nine to five with no health care<br />We both had dreams of being great<br />But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped<br />It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make<br />To be great, I'm giving it all it takes<br />Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes<br />I gotta take, my place or fall from grace<br />The foolish way, the pace is quick and great<br />Smiling face, to hide the trace of heat<br />But my homie would never do me wrong<br />That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on<br />No matter who the foe they must fall<br />Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call<br />

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