Lox to death, nigga
D-block, forever
You f*cking know, right
Loyalty and love
I ride went the homie to get buzzed (I ride)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (yeah)
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war (I ride)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (you know)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud
You know what the f*ck it is, I ain't got a f*ck to give
I ain't got a buck to give, the niggas on that sucker shit
Got me on my '93, Wu, "Bring Da Ruckus" shit
Only break bread with the homies that I suffered with (mo homies)
That sucker shit don't reside here
You should slide or die from a wild nigga's idea (die)
We in the Taj in some fly gear
Money machine, machine gun homie I swear (I swear)
I dare you to be loyal, try to diarrhea
You ain't seen em like us 'cause they don't make 'em homie (LOX)
You just a bitch ass nigga, don't get no makeup on me
Oughta get you popped in the neck, for my Jamaican homie
Yeah, still up in the jungle boy
Me and the homie and a half of P of jungle boys
Back then we moved Cocaine, we was unemployed
Stay in your place, make it your face, that my gun avoid
Loyalty and love
I ride went the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (ch'yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (facts Styles)
Loyalty and love (talk that shit nigga)
Homies is family, but not blood (talk that sass, talk that sass)
We came up together out the mud (ayo, ma pass my liquor, D-Block)
Ayo, you know what the f*ck it is
And I know where the f*ck you live (yeah)
You was on some thug shit, today you all positive
Motivation quotes and shit, early morning post and shit
Rise like a propeller, who the f*ck is you Mandela?
Blunts in my hand fella, leftward sky dweller
Accountant for twenty years, haven't seen one bank teller (nah)
Pass on being close and shit
Finna kick some goals and shit
Give a nigga one verse
And tell him to make the most of it, nigga
What's all the fake smiles for?
Your friendship is fake, you can't use me no more (no more)
I cut niggas off, that what the two-seater for
War, like you ain't seen that hundred shot by the door
Loyalty and love, oh you love my loyalty
Oh, you stick around 'cause my niggas is royalty (LOX)
Either way we went from blood to the mud
To laughing at these niggas like what? DMX voice
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride went the homie to get buzzed (yeah)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (uh)
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with the homie to go to war (yeah)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves (uh)
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (yeah)
Loyalty and love (come on)
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud (yeah)
Loyalty and love (yup)
I ride with the homie when shit is real
You ride with homie to get in clubs
All you do is look at his Gram to see how he moving
When's the last time you called 'em to see how he doing
They just wanna catch it (catch it)
They ain't really for us
I had enough, I'm tired of supporting the supporters (I'm tired)
Shoe is on the other foot, all I hear is crickets
They don't even give a f*ck, all they want is tickets (that's it)
Backstage passes (yup), dark shade glasses
When nothing is going on, niggas walk straight passed us
Fam on the weekends, never on a Tuesday
Loyalty and love, two L's nigga, cool J
Rich or poor or for war, never change son
Water and dirt is the mud that's what we came from
Smoke till we float and drink 'til we hurl
The only two things that you need in this world is
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride went the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (LOX to death nigga)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood (D-Block, D-Block forever)
We came up together out the mud
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Lox to death, nigga
D-block, forever
You f*cking know, right
Loyalty and love
I ride went the homie to get buzzed (I ride)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (yeah)
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war (I ride)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (you know)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud
You know what the f*ck it is, I ain't got a f*ck to give
I ain't got a buck to give, the niggas on that sucker shit
Got me on my '93, Wu, "Bring Da Ruckus" shit
Only break bread with the homies that I suffered with (mo homies)
That sucker shit don't reside here
You should slide or die from a wild nigga's idea (die)
We in the Taj in some fly gear
Money machine, machine gun homie I swear (I swear)
I dare you to be loyal, try to diarrhea
You ain't seen em like us 'cause they don't make 'em homie (LOX)
You just a bitch ass nigga, don't get no makeup on me
Oughta get you popped in the neck, for my Jamaican homie
Yeah, still up in the jungle boy
Me and the homie and a half of P of jungle boys
Back then we moved Cocaine, we was unemployed
Stay in your place, make it your face, that my gun avoid
Loyalty and love
I ride went the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (ch'yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (facts Styles)
Loyalty and love (talk that shit nigga)
Homies is family, but not blood (talk that sass, talk that sass)
We came up together out the mud (ayo, ma pass my liquor, D-Block)
Ayo, you know what the f*ck it is
And I know where the f*ck you live (yeah)
You was on some thug shit, today you all positive
Motivation quotes and shit, early morning post and shit
Rise like a propeller, who the f*ck is you Mandela?
Blunts in my hand fella, leftward sky dweller
Accountant for twenty years, haven't seen one bank teller (nah)
Pass on being close and shit
Finna kick some goals and shit
Give a nigga one verse
And tell him to make the most of it, nigga
What's all the fake smiles for?
Your friendship is fake, you can't use me no more (no more)
I cut niggas off, that what the two-seater for
War, like you ain't seen that hundred shot by the door
Loyalty and love, oh you love my loyalty
Oh, you stick around 'cause my niggas is royalty (LOX)
Either way we went from blood to the mud
To laughing at these niggas like what? DMX voice
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride went the homie to get buzzed (yeah)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (uh)
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with the homie to go to war (yeah)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves (uh)
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (yeah)
Loyalty and love (come on)
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud (yeah)
Loyalty and love (yup)
I ride with the homie when shit is real
You ride with homie to get in clubs
All you do is look at his Gram to see how he moving
When's the last time you called 'em to see how he doing
They just wanna catch it (catch it)
They ain't really for us
I had enough, I'm tired of supporting the supporters (I'm tired)
Shoe is on the other foot, all I hear is crickets
They don't even give a f*ck, all they want is tickets (that's it)
Backstage passes (yup), dark shade glasses
When nothing is going on, niggas walk straight passed us
Fam on the weekends, never on a Tuesday
Loyalty and love, two L's nigga, cool J
Rich or poor or for war, never change son
Water and dirt is the mud that's what we came from
Smoke till we float and drink 'til we hurl
The only two things that you need in this world is
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride went the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (LOX to death nigga)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood (D-Block, D-Block forever)
We came up together out the mud
D-block, forever
You f*cking know, right
Loyalty and love
I ride went the homie to get buzzed (I ride)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (yeah)
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war (I ride)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (you know)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud
You know what the f*ck it is, I ain't got a f*ck to give
I ain't got a buck to give, the niggas on that sucker shit
Got me on my '93, Wu, "Bring Da Ruckus" shit
Only break bread with the homies that I suffered with (mo homies)
That sucker shit don't reside here
You should slide or die from a wild nigga's idea (die)
We in the Taj in some fly gear
Money machine, machine gun homie I swear (I swear)
I dare you to be loyal, try to diarrhea
You ain't seen em like us 'cause they don't make 'em homie (LOX)
You just a bitch ass nigga, don't get no makeup on me
Oughta get you popped in the neck, for my Jamaican homie
Yeah, still up in the jungle boy
Me and the homie and a half of P of jungle boys
Back then we moved Cocaine, we was unemployed
Stay in your place, make it your face, that my gun avoid
Loyalty and love
I ride went the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (ch'yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (facts Styles)
Loyalty and love (talk that shit nigga)
Homies is family, but not blood (talk that sass, talk that sass)
We came up together out the mud (ayo, ma pass my liquor, D-Block)
Ayo, you know what the f*ck it is
And I know where the f*ck you live (yeah)
You was on some thug shit, today you all positive
Motivation quotes and shit, early morning post and shit
Rise like a propeller, who the f*ck is you Mandela?
Blunts in my hand fella, leftward sky dweller
Accountant for twenty years, haven't seen one bank teller (nah)
Pass on being close and shit
Finna kick some goals and shit
Give a nigga one verse
And tell him to make the most of it, nigga
What's all the fake smiles for?
Your friendship is fake, you can't use me no more (no more)
I cut niggas off, that what the two-seater for
War, like you ain't seen that hundred shot by the door
Loyalty and love, oh you love my loyalty
Oh, you stick around 'cause my niggas is royalty (LOX)
Either way we went from blood to the mud
To laughing at these niggas like what? DMX voice
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride went the homie to get buzzed (yeah)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (uh)
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with the homie to go to war (yeah)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves (uh)
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (yeah)
Loyalty and love (come on)
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud (yeah)
Loyalty and love (yup)
I ride with the homie when shit is real
You ride with homie to get in clubs
All you do is look at his Gram to see how he moving
When's the last time you called 'em to see how he doing
They just wanna catch it (catch it)
They ain't really for us
I had enough, I'm tired of supporting the supporters (I'm tired)
Shoe is on the other foot, all I hear is crickets
They don't even give a f*ck, all they want is tickets (that's it)
Backstage passes (yup), dark shade glasses
When nothing is going on, niggas walk straight passed us
Fam on the weekends, never on a Tuesday
Loyalty and love, two L's nigga, cool J
Rich or poor or for war, never change son
Water and dirt is the mud that's what we came from
Smoke till we float and drink 'til we hurl
The only two things that you need in this world is
Loyalty and love (woo)
I ride went the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (LOX to death nigga)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood (D-Block, D-Block forever)
We came up together out the mud
Writer: Jason Terrance Phillips, David Styles, Sean Divine Jacobs
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Performed By: The Lox
Length: 4:03
Written by: Jason Terrance Phillips, David Styles, Sean Divine Jacobs