Lil’ Homies (Original Version) 2Pac (Ft. Danny Boy Steward & Natasha Walker)

[Intro: Little Boy & 2Pac]
Ay Junior Mafia, got something for your mothafuckin’ ass
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', lil' bad young mothafuckas, 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' murder, 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