[Verse One] Kick it, well I'm up first Another first for my bros and my niggaros And I'm makin' noise for homeboys Like back when I was little Had a normal route Used to knock on the door, yell, "Can Damien come out?" That's the homie that's been there Ever since I can remember Tight, we used to ball from the pole to the street light Fight a little, make up, then break up quickly And eight minutes later We get caught stealin' out of Thriftys But I had his back and he had mine You deserve to do the time if you're doin' the crime But we didn't see it that way so we break north Through the double doors Couldn't get into trouble cause moms was on the lookout So we was on the Diamondback, bookin' My boy and his bike Had to be in before the streetlights Get home fast Sit on the steps, reminisce and laugh About that day and all the joy with my homeboy
[Chorus] So who comes first? The homeboys come first Tell me who comes first? The homeboys come first Yell it who comes first? The homeboys come first And make some noise If you're down for your homeboys Ohhh So who comes first? The homeboys come first Tell me who comes first? The homeboys come first Yell it who comes first? The homeboys come first Cause even when you feel low You still got your niggaro
[Verse Two] Well it's the niggaro Back to hit the game Win a baller with a two hand tap Against the glass, then I kick ass Homeboys first upon my list So a chick can miss me actin' lonely No hoe before the homie Ever since I was a kid I used to wish I was grown up I would have a child, have a wife and live the good life Strife got in the middle It's a little bad Learned that girls were only out to get what niggas have So down smashes my hopes That I might rope a woman that can do no wrong If I could sing then I'd write a song like Whoa are the troubles of a worrisome man It's easy to make a baby But it's hard to find a good lady But I'm cool though I've still got my niggaros ? So I guess I'm doin' okay And one day I may be at a club and find a woman that's the real mccoy But for now I got my homeboys
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[Verse Three] Well this is one last verse Tellin' you to put your niggas first At the top of the pole Then give it up if you got soul And to those of you who get rich quick And struggled where the homies live at So don't forget to give back Don't know much But I'll tell you what I do know clown Quick as you come up is as quick as you can go down Friends have your back till the end Or for better or worse So it pays to always put your homeboys first
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse One] Kick it, well I'm up first Another first for my bros and my niggaros And I'm makin' noise for homeboys Like back when I was little Had a normal route Used to knock on the door, yell, "Can Damien come out?" That's the homie that's been there Ever since I can remember Tight, we used to ball from the pole to the street light Fight a little, make up, then break up quickly And eight minutes later We get caught stealin' out of Thriftys But I had his back and he had mine You deserve to do the time if you're doin' the crime But we didn't see it that way so we break north Through the double doors Couldn't get into trouble cause moms was on the lookout So we was on the Diamondback, bookin' My boy and his bike Had to be in before the streetlights Get home fast Sit on the steps, reminisce and laugh About that day and all the joy with my homeboy
[Chorus] So who comes first? The homeboys come first Tell me who comes first? The homeboys come first Yell it who comes first? The homeboys come first And make some noise If you're down for your homeboys Ohhh So who comes first? The homeboys come first Tell me who comes first? The homeboys come first Yell it who comes first? The homeboys come first Cause even when you feel low You still got your niggaro
[Verse Two] Well it's the niggaro Back to hit the game Win a baller with a two hand tap Against the glass, then I kick ass Homeboys first upon my list So a chick can miss me actin' lonely No hoe before the homie Ever since I was a kid I used to wish I was grown up I would have a child, have a wife and live the good life Strife got in the middle It's a little bad Learned that girls were only out to get what niggas have So down smashes my hopes That I might rope a woman that can do no wrong If I could sing then I'd write a song like Whoa are the troubles of a worrisome man It's easy to make a baby But it's hard to find a good lady But I'm cool though I've still got my niggaros ? So I guess I'm doin' okay And one day I may be at a club and find a woman that's the real mccoy But for now I got my homeboys
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[Verse Three] Well this is one last verse Tellin' you to put your niggas first At the top of the pole Then give it up if you got soul And to those of you who get rich quick And struggled where the homies live at So don't forget to give back Don't know much But I'll tell you what I do know clown Quick as you come up is as quick as you can go down Friends have your back till the end Or for better or worse So it pays to always put your homeboys first
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