CHORUS:
And you don't have to ride tonight
Please don't go out there
Cuz everything is gonna be alright
And we will live without a care

Here's a song for my homies
This one's for the boys nextdoor
Throwing bones on the sidewalk
Shooting dice on the garage floor
Here's a toast to my playas
Acting crazy trying to play life's game
You got two hos on your shoulders
You don't even have to know their names

CHORUS

Here's a song for the homies
We're sporting five fists of forties
Yeah you know that we're all up to no good
Bumpin' Dre on the boombox
We're smoking crack we're getting high as a kite
Got two gats on the dashboard
We're cappin' those asses all throughout the motherfucking night

CHORUS

Here's a song for the homies