Homie Love chords and lyrics - WILDLIFFE SOCIETY

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[Verse 1]
[G]I've got noth[Em]in' but
[Am]love [G]for my [Em]homies
I've got nothin' but
[Am]love [G]for my [Em]homies
Now it's the smooth [G]creeper
creepin' like [Em]that dank
Said not to [Am]stank, cognac be the [Bm]drink
Ca[G]dillac rollin', hooter on my brain
It's the bang to the boogie,
it's the boogie to [Em]the bang
Ain't [G]nobody lovin' me
[Em]I can't tell, headed straight to [Am]hell
with [G]a crack and [Bm]a scale
Gas[G]oline drives,
I'm gripped to the [Em]chrome
I'm [G]ready to get my fight
on my niggie T [Em]-Bone
[G]Keep your head up
Yeah, break him off [Em]some facts
Blue rag, [Am]red rag, b[G]ottle bag,
[Bm]tote tag, [G]it's your boogie, man
It's red against blue
That's the plan of the man
that put me against [Em]you
Folk bangin' vice,
large crips bangin' bloods
I'm [Am]ready to pump a slug
for my G's, I got [Bm]slug
How can I [Em]kill her, man,
you don't understand
Click to the bang, I sees blood in my hand
Man, [G]ain't no love [Em]on
them streets no more
I spit a little [Am]bit for my h[G]omie, Jo[Bm]jo
[G]I've got nothing [Em]but love
[G]for my hom[Em]ies
Oh, [G]yeah, [Em]I've [G]got noth[Em]ing but
love [G]for my [Em]homies[G][Em]
I've got nothing but [G]love
for my hom[Em]ies
Oh [G]yeah, [Em]I've got [G]nothing but [Em]love
[Am]for [G]my friends[Em][G]
[Em]I'm still in the hood,
keepin' chronic on my brain
[Am]Every now and then pull that Glock up
An[Bm]d I ain't never
lookin' in [Em]the mirror
I don't wanna see myself
It's a everyday thing to
[G]think about [Bm]death
[G]Caught up in the [Em]struggle,
wanna get out the gang
I'm slangin' [Am]hate,
but them voices in my head
Telling [G]me it's too late every [Em]day
on the stroll with them rocks
Trying to make my skittles
putting a fade on them cops
and [G]every young player
in my hood's in [Em]the gang
And if I can't [G]sling cane,
then I don't maintain
From the ghetto,
check my [Em]hood is all real
Where [G]I come from,
either kill or be [Em]killed
Look[G]ing for yourself, fool,
you might find a [Em]casket
Get [G]in where you [Am]fit,
cause your mice gets [Bm]blasted
That's [G]why I kick this real
gangsta funk for my [Em]G's
Them fools from [G]the S to the
O to the [Em]P
Maybe I don't know where I'ma go
But I [Am]damn sure know that it's
slow for the [Bm]po'
Really though,
so [Em]now I'm on the mission to the top
Still get some raps by them
coppers for them rocks
It's the blue to the black
to the [G]boogie to [Em]the bang
[Am]Still with my gang, don't mean a [G]thing
I let my sack hang,
and then where did I [Em]go?
[G]Never bought the set trip,
just my grip [Em]low
Play[G]er haters still dropping
[Em]salt in the hood
The same mind that [Am]made crack
throw you something [G]good
Black folks been buying wolf
tickets ever [Em]since
Maybe one [G]day we'll learn
what we're up [Em]against
I've got noth[G]ing [Em]but
[G]love [Em]for m[G]y homies
[Em]Oh y[G]eah, I've [Em]got nothing but
[G]love [Am]for m[G]y homi[Em]es[G]
[Em]I've got noth[G]ing [Em]but
[C]love [Am]for my ho[G]mies
[Em]Oh yeah,[G] and I'v[Em]e got not[G]hing but[Em]
[G]love [Am]for m[Bm]y fr[G]iends
[Em][G][Em]
My homie Joe got smoked on
[Am]Northside, devil screamin' ride,
but [Bm]God say let it slide
[Em]I raised up and got another issue,
one phone [G]call
[Em]Mama I miss you,
I'm locked down in a cage full [Am]of fools
They even got the red,
[G]lookin' like the blue
[Em]Dope slangers and a whole
lot of gang bangers
Just like a triple K,
the system wanna hang us
Buy your neck cuz you're killing for a set wan
[Am]nabe smoke the blunt [Bm]and pump the 9 -[G]10
It's straight giz ain't so [Em]don't you forget
[G]it dope fiend rehab crack[Em].
He won't [G]quit it
Oh now [Em]you're tossed out the game
your number came [C]up now you're
[Am]out here in [G]this thing
I'm to the I to the P check [Em]the
ID so get the white sheet
It could have been me
there was six feet deep in a casket
cuz that dope [Am]game wasn't
made for you to [G]last me
I'm droppin' fat [Em]dimes on your
mind about the time
Cause we all victims
in this world full of crime
I've [G]got noth[Em]ing but [C]love
[Am]for [Bm]my ho[G]mies
[Em]Oh yeah,[G] I've [Em]got [G]nothing[Em]
but [C]love [G]for my hom[Em]ies
I've got noth[G]ing [Em]but l[G]ove
[Am]for [Bm]my ho[G]mies
[Em]Oh yeah[G]
[Em]I've got n[G]othing but l[Em]ove
[G]for my fri[G]ends
you