I really miss my mad side homies
And even tho we grown apart
You'll always stay in my heart
Thinking bout better days
And the homies that have
Gone away
getting high hanging out
behind winn Dixie
mess with us
end up 6 feet deep
drinking faygo
rolling a fat
twistie
Slip aiming but he missed me
chilling at Fred's
like a bunch of
pot heads
should of been working
but we got high instead
stealing batteries out of cars just to go out
selling fake weed starting shit then we crash out
starting fights in the street light
walking collin home
late cause he scared if night
smoking weed out a coke can
hiding play boys waiting on the
weed man
picking out the seeds and stem
mad side for life I miss my homies
I really miss my mad side homies
Even tho we grown apart
You'll always stay in my heart
Thinking about the better days
All the homies that have gone away
throwing seed at each other and we miss
grew a whole pot plant off of just piss
riding around town in the back of a regal
acting big time like nothing we do is legal
rocking haystack back in the way back
clocking bitches for the pay back
talked alot of shit had to stay strapped
dropping bombs like on Baghdad
talk shit had to clap back
mad side we really did that
run up hear the click clack
peel ya cap back
drop ya snap back
when ya fell back
veteran of the penny wars
so many drugs so many whores
got my dick sucked to much
I scream no more
mad side pimping
leaning still limping
b.j keeps simping
Jordan or Pippin
bip bop bippin
I really miss my mad side homies
Even tho we grown apart
You'll always stay in my heart
Thinking bout the better days
And all the homies that have
Gone away
chillin in rap city or in front of pips house
then b.j moved in and he look like a bitch mouse
walking round like he an o g
but blow job could never be me
getting mad hurt ya pussy
start a world wide movement
screaming fuck b.j
they fucking lose it
got a boo boo
momma kiss it
and soothes it
fuck b.j
I really miss my mad side homies
Even tho we grown apart
You'll always stay in my heart
Thinking bout the better days
All the homies that Gone way
I really miss my mad side homies
Even tho we grown apart You'll always stay in my heart Thinking bout the good ol' days
Before all the homies went away
But its still fuck b.j
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