My mad side homies

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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