Artist: Frost f/ Annimean, Krazy Race, Young De/Demrick Album: All Oldies Song: Me And My Homies Typed by: Wammy Giveaway (wammygiveaway@wammyradio.com) * * Send corrections to the typist [Frost (Annimean)] Yeah, Bobby, see I hear ya, dawg Ha ha Frost Krazy Race (Annimean) [Verse 1: Krazy Race] We wanna bring it back for hip hop (Yeah) Bumpin' out that boom box (Yeah) Homeys, make ya head knock Reppin' forth through street blocks (Uh hun) Frost steady way back O.G. is still doin' it Reppin' for the people, for the culture, it's a movement (Let's go) Remember "Rough Cuts," to "La Raza," all classic (All classic) Now you add, Krazy Race, took the song, equals magic (Magic) Tragic murder with the burner, killin' verse, the good earner My name's out people's mouth, know what they talking about (Yeah) We put it down for the O.G.'s Lowriders bumpin' oldies (Come on) The classic heir of hip hop Where motherfuckers know me (That's right) Could stack into the game, be how it's all in us Krazy Race, Kid Frost, with that classic touch Chorus: Young De I'm tired of the fakes The fronters and the phonies You really got a prob', you gon' have to ride on me But you gon' have to deal with me and my homeys (I said) You gon' have to deal with me and my homeys [Verse 2: Frost] Bless these streets And all my peeps For the ones that's still here and the ones that were brief It's a dirty filthy grind, this life of mine Watch the way I grind while these cats decline Like they bad credit Pull your hood car, forget it My price goin' up like your pumpin' unleaded, uh hun I'm feeling like a million bucks When you're on the west, where you got your jewelry touched I'm the don, King Kong, pimpin' like Don Juan, be gone I'm on, check my catalog And I been there, done that Flew there, flew back Headline a couple world tours, now the Kid's back Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Annimean] I don't really think you comprehend the truth in this first See, this is homocide spit and the beat is a hearse I'm on that 710 Interstate, hands on your dinner plate .45 flick off, and make you all disintegrate I'm like the next big thing, equivalent to an airplane You got a tall frame, but our mind state ain't the same Bank account ain't the same, motto mobiles and chains All for the top of the brain, I'm better, you should stand down No holds barred, rap game like the crack game Take in these clienteles, the best product in town Repeat Chorus Twice