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Oh shit
Yo there go Big Homie Folks over there man
Let me go holla at this nigga right quick
Naw he one of the big homies man
Naw that's my nigga man hold up hold up

Look
The saddest story come from those who once had the glory
They was bussin now they nothing in they latter forties
That can't be the pattern for me
As I listen to his story about how he once had the glory
The saddest story I ever heard
Big homie was known for flipping a bird or two
He robbed a couple of spots
Committed a murder or two
He was the man the connect the one wit the most respect
Known for runnin his whole set Keeping fuck niggas in check but then
That power corrupted him
All his niggas switched on him
Snitched on him took a oath
Sat up on a bench on him
If he knew that that would happen he probably would of wack them first
And these the niggas he came up with
Reason why it fucking hurt

Big Homie what's the muthafuckin word my nigga
Man I ain't on shit man you the big homie
Naw naw naw my nigga I remember when y'all niggas use to have this muthafucka on lock man
But man what I remember
Man you and yo niggas y'all was them niggas like what what happened bro
Man shit life happened joe for real
Everything ain't what the fuck it's cracked up to be
Man mufuckas talk that shit play that shit
I'm talking bout to a T but when shit hit the fan
It ain't what it is

He was from the hunnids grew up on the Southside
Had a bag at nineteen
Three brothers right by his side
Started off wit petty weight
Nicks and dimes then switched to eights
Competition fuck em he knew one day he would be the ace
Years go by now he on top
Known for havin the most guap
The baddest thots designer clothes
Bussed down bezel Rollie watch
Couple of feds on payroll
Had to pay off some cops
Price you pay when tryna move dis ye shaking & taking spots
What about his homies though
The niggas he came in it with
Yea they got that paper and all they businesses legit
But they don't get what homie get and that fact is fuckin with them
Someone said he had to go
Now they plotting on this mission
Pay some niggas to come through
Spraying while they in a meeting
Bust through the door cloud of smoke
Big homie just can't believe it
But he on point started shooting his way out the jam
Niggas know just who I am
Rob me I can't understand
Laid all of them niggas down
One by one they felt a round
He ask every body good
No one made a sound
All of sudden he hit the ground
And he swear he thought he saw his niggas running as he falling down
Twelve show up homie still alive burner on his side
Work and paper on the table
Defend his self he wasn't able

Man look man that's just what happened
Muthafuckas snaked me man
Twelve showed up man gotdammit
Got popped niggas snitched on me it's fucked up
I did you know what I'm sayin a dub
I'm fucked up man let me hold something
I got you big homie don't don't worry about it man
I still remember man you a real one out here man
I still remember man salute to you my nigga
And you one of the young niggas that I really appreciate man
Cause you already know what it is
One hunnid



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Writer(s): Torrence Lamont
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