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Home Boyz
Kid Frost
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I want a guy on set who disrespect the program
Make a fuss, fuss
Frost there
For the homeboys, you know
Rude boys, step up
I got a homeboy who is always down to watch my back
'Cause there's some fools out in the street who don't know how to act
And on a solo tip, you know the Frost is always strapped
Like all the other gangsters in the street who sport the baseball cap
You boo and hiss and get all pissed when you check style
I look at you, I know you're soft and so I have to smile
You got some heart, you little ranker, test your stamina
I WWF ya and body slam ya
Call me homie, don't you know me when I'm on the move
K-Cut's behind me rockin' shit with the gangsta groove
And so I form my lyrics just like a Rio Grande
And everything is going according to plan
Damn, all of a sudden in the background
Is four gangbangers and these fools that I tack down
Screamin' and yellin' and cussin', they make a much noise
It's on, go get the homeboys
Well, let me tell you that I feel it, homeboy
Well, let me tell you that I feel it, homeboy
Rude boy, they have me wanna make some noise
Wanna know the four-five on the time
Wanna know the TEC-9 on the time
Wanna know I feel it, body on the time
Wanna know the rude boy on the time
Here come the streetwise slick quick
Ready to kick your ass if you try to front too thick
Busters sit and look disgusted
So I WD-40 the bolts that are rusted
I got a million ways to do you in
I finish your lap with a sinister gangsta grin
My homies know what's up from the get-go
So it's all about backin' up your set, bro
"Are you down?" is the question they ask me
Man, I'm a Frost, fool, and I'm OG
And just because I'm makin' records
Steppin' without my weapon makes me feel butt naked
So I stay armed to the hilt
And don't let nobody mess with the name that I built
I could have been a punk from jump start
But like I said before, you, I got too much heart
So don't even try to toy
And if you do, punk, man, I'ma get the homeboys
Well, let me tell you that I feel it, homeboy
Well, let me tell you that I feel it, homeboy
If the mayor wanna make some noise
Wanna know the four-five on the time
Wanna know the TEC-9 on the time
Wanna know the TEC-9 on the time
And let me tell you that I'm on time
Rude boy, step up
I'm a down-ass vato but through service
In the fight, the left and the right is like Julio Cรฉsar Chรกvez
But the Frost ain't a boxer
I'm just a street kid that's not afraid to sock ya
It's not the fact that I'm a tyrant
It's being positive in the negative environment
You got your own mind, so choose your own route
I'm just lettin' you know what I'm all about
So don't try to paint a little picture in your head
Try and understand what's going on instead
'Cause knuckleheads out in the street and they trip
And when they trip this way, they get socked in the lip
And once I hit the grill, they chill
It's a damn shame that it's like that still
To this very day in the streets of L.A
Homie the Clown ain't the only one that don't play that
As a matter of fact, there's all kinds of homeboys
I feel me gun, I feel me gun, I feel me gun, I feel me gun
I feel me gun, I feel me gun
Sin
I feel me gun, I feel me gun, I feel me gun, I feel me gun
I feel me gun, I feel me gun
And me no kid that you no guy
Weh you pose and a try
And a go on like say him a bad man
'Cause if a boy want test and diss the program
All the homeboys will give him one
Kid Frost will bust the first one
D-Ranks will bust the next one
K-Cut will bust the next one
Sir Scratch will bust the last one
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