[Intro]
We not your lil' niggas, like, the way you talkin'
I don't, I don't get what you mean
We not your little niggas, like, for real
All that big homie stuff, that's for little niggas
Little niggas have big homies
We're not little niggas, so we don't even respect big homies
I know killers doesn't and for me, I never respected niggas in the streets
That's why I always got the problems I got (Juice)
Gang and them, no lames with them
Long live the Ruler, long live the Greatest (My nigga Juice)
We know the truth
Hm
[Chorus]
I'm not your lil' niggas, we don't do big homies
I know you smell me 'cause I got that shit on me
Summertime in LA, better have that blick on you
Armed and handy 'cause both of my wrists broken
My watch came from burglary, this bitch stolen
For all the bums on my comments, stop holdin'
You couldn't walk up in my shoes without foldin'
Grand Master Ralfy tape still loadin'
[Verse 1]
I know you bum niggas tired of hoe bowin'
Kicked out of school, doin' too much showboatin'
Like 03, when I'm zonin', I'm floatin'
Off these substances, move in slow motion
Got good dick, I put motion in your ocean
I'm damn near finna start my own lotion
You want these goods? Bitch, then hand over a token
I paid nothin' for this watch 'cause it's stolen
Don't got no plaque, but my music still rollin'
From [?] to Alhambra, I went golden
Quick to X a bitch out like I'm Logan
Ain't never had a big homie, we don't condone them, the Plug
We not your lil' niggas, like, the way you talkin'
I don't, I don't get what you mean
We not your little niggas, like, for real
All that big homie stuff, that's for little niggas
Little niggas have big homies
We're not little niggas, so we don't even respect big homies
I know killers doesn't and for me, I never respected niggas in the streets
That's why I always got the problems I got (Juice)
Gang and them, no lames with them
Long live the Ruler, long live the Greatest (My nigga Juice)
We know the truth
Hm
[Chorus]
I'm not your lil' niggas, we don't do big homies
I know you smell me 'cause I got that shit on me
Summertime in LA, better have that blick on you
Armed and handy 'cause both of my wrists broken
My watch came from burglary, this bitch stolen
For all the bums on my comments, stop holdin'
You couldn't walk up in my shoes without foldin'
Grand Master Ralfy tape still loadin'
[Verse 1]
I know you bum niggas tired of hoe bowin'
Kicked out of school, doin' too much showboatin'
Like 03, when I'm zonin', I'm floatin'
Off these substances, move in slow motion
Got good dick, I put motion in your ocean
I'm damn near finna start my own lotion
You want these goods? Bitch, then hand over a token
I paid nothin' for this watch 'cause it's stolen
Don't got no plaque, but my music still rollin'
From [?] to Alhambra, I went golden
Quick to X a bitch out like I'm Logan
Ain't never had a big homie, we don't condone them, the Plug
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