Lil' Homies (Original Version) (Demo)

Lyrics from Snippet [Intro: Little Boy & 2Pac] Ay Junior M.A.F.I.A., got something for your motherfuckin’ a*s Fuckin’ lil' homies Everybody duckin’, fuckin’ lil' homies Lil' homies Everybody duckin’, fuckin’ lil' homies [Verse 1: 2Pac] Just pay attention, here's a story 'bout my lil' homies Straight thuggin', little bad young motherfuckers, gotta love 'em You could catch him in his G ride clutchin' his Glock Screamin', "Outlaw!" (Westside mothafuckas) bustin' on my enemy's block Educated on these cold streets Gettin' money, makin' dummies out the police Ain't no peace for an adolescent nigga too wild to be a thinker Bud smokin' 24/7, everyday drinker Got my diploma, but I never learned shit in school Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' m****r, fool! Always the young niggas gettin' in shit She wouldn't stop to conversate, so you called her a bitch Bustin' on paper thin mothafuckas Drinkin' gin before you get to sinnin' on them busters Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies [Chorus: 2Pac, Danny Boy, Natasha Walker] Lil' homies on the ride, niggas gonna die tonight (Yeah nigga) Let's get high tonight (My lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash, runnin' on these punk police 'Cause lil' niggas run these streets Lil' homies on the ride, niggas gonna die tonight (Yeah nigga) Let's get high tonight (My lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash, runnin' on these punk police (Young muthafuckaz) 'Cause lil' niggas run these streets [Verse 2: 2Pac] I remember.. when you was just a lil’ G Flirting with death, playin' Russian Roulette, screamin' "K**l me!" Hey there young nigga, what you smokin' on? Mad at the world 'cause you came from a broken home Love to squad plus your mob is sick A bunch of adolescent niggas spittin' major shit Tell me, young nigga if ya die let me know Would your heart feel pain, watchin' as your mother cries? Will all your homies ride? Or will they all get high, and talk about how I died? Young niggas on a mission