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letra de i'm a homeboy - k-rob

[intro]
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy

[chorus]
i’m a homeboy, and i like to make noise
rapping to the beat is my main choice
i’m a homeboy, it might make you mad
and if the music’s too loud, that’s too d-mn bad
i’m a homeboy, with my kangol on
i rap, i don’t sing so don’t request no songs
i’m a homeboy, just chilling hard
and if you try to diss me, i’ll pull your card

yo, homeboy, yo, what you gonna do tonight?
i’mma go to the rooftop and rock the mic
i hear that, yeah
“come on, yeah”

[verse 1]
started breaking on the tables at the age of one
i got enough dollars now to buy a linndrum
my style has gotta rock, i’m strictly hip-hop
and me myself, i like to ditty wop
well, back in the days, they said i was doomed
i used to do rap contests in the lunchroom
i’m cool, i’m cool, and i bust out school
broke every rule, i pushed this girl in the pool
i do things that rappers wouldn’t dare
i sport these suede leather ballys and bought me a pair
i called a cab at 42 and took a couple of flix
and i remember one pose i was standin’ like this!
[chorus]
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy

[verse 2]
i wear a big gold chain, holding my name
so big that people say i’m insane
when i walk in the block, people start to stare
they say “ooh, he’s sporting the fresh gear”
[too?] careless because i’m known to diss
when somebody step on my kicks
i got the [?] box that’s wanted by the cops
and how loud does it go? 90 watts
and by the way, hey, i’d like to say
you can hear my bass thumping five blocks away
and if i hurt peoples ears i don’t care
because i’m bold, and old gold is my favorite beer

[chorus]
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy, and i like to make noise
rapping to the beat is my main choice
i’m a homeboy, it might make you mad
and if the music’s too loud, that’s too d-mn bad
i’m a homeboy, with my kangol on
i rap, i don’t sing so don’t request no songs
i’m a homeboy, just chilling hard
and if you try to diss me, i’ll pull your card
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy

[verse 3]
i don’t cop a plea, [?] no less than a g
and i walk around town in my black bbd
i thought the whole [block?] would sing like it ain’t no thing
and for every finger, i got a diamond ring
i started in the park now i’m eatin’ up the charts
but i still ride the d-train in the back cart
where i come from all day we run a hard game of 21
and i still [?] with six brothers on the court
and after i dunk, then i drink a cold quart
i stalk like a sniper and i get so hyper
when i’m on the microphone i’m like the rowdy rod piper

[chorus]
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy

i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy

[verse 4]
like [?] i got the clout
and when it’s time to get down, i go all out
i shake the place with my bass
i put a kool-aid smile on everybody’s face
because i’m deeply involved, they call me k-rob
wonder what, baby doll, thanks for trying to slob
i’m six feet tall, i play basketball
got rhymes galore, [?]
do you know, fly girls, every time i rap
i usually rap better with my hat turned back
i can make you sweat, put a hickey on your neck
but your boyfriend might get upset
[chorus]
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy
i’m a homeboy, and i like to make noise
rapping to the beat is my main choice
i’m a homeboy, it might make you mad
and if the music’s too loud, that’s too d-mn bad
i’m a homeboy, with my kangol on
i rap, i don’t sing so don’t request no songs
i’m a homeboy, just chilling hard
and if you try to diss me, i’ll pull your card

- k rob

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