Intro:

[Ipo Crita]

Here we got Rimsky, Naughty Skill & Ipo Crita in a mathafucking house, you dig?

We'd like to tell you couple of words about the people, you know, who was down with us from day one

I'm talking about them real homies, so this one will be our dedication to our real homies!

Sit back and just chill! Alright!

Hook:

[Rimsky]

They say i'mma do my dirt all by my lonely

As nobody can be trusted in them streets

Like when i'm glancin away they be plottin on me

With the plan where i won't figure what it is

But i do it for my real deals only

Taking any of my dirt as my crew

Dedication to my down ass homies

You better don't let them be plottin on you

Verse I:

[Rimsky]

Livin the life we never turning down till we gotta go

Bringing the rampage, damage to the roofs like falling pot of gold

Can't see me like Jeronimo, packing ears of a lotta foes

Broken nose and empty bowls but neva will i bite elbows

Lost folks growing in roaming searching for lost homes

Most ghosts know us as writers. spiritual gross notes

Floss hoes, everythang is written and i gloss yarns

Rose grows to be the part of the poison i compose

The gun blows like the wind of change so never come close

Blood on gloves, colombian tie ain't fittin your dumb clothes

Wrong calls blowing your candles lighting fuse of bombs

I roll stones not to be run over but to ball with Hulks

So call the cops if it's the must when you don't trust the muss and fuss

Your moms and pops about to cuss, it's dangerous to ride wit us

With guns to bust and ganjubas blunt like minus without a plus

I huffs and puffs you gots the guts to bring the fire like a nuts? Huh?

Hook:

[Rimsky]

They say i'mma do my dirt all by my lonely

As nobody can be trusted in them streets

Like when i'm glancin away they be plottin on me

With the plan where i won't figure what it is

But i do it for my real deals only

Taking any of my dirt as my crew

Dedication to my down ass homies

You better don't let them be plottin on you

Verse II:

[Naughty Skill]

I didn't even choose how to live life - always lived trife

Never left my town till I was m-fucking twentyfive

But life is the best teacher if you want

Slammed face in the mirror with the needle on the front

Checked a brain now I stay on maintaining

But I lost my Dear Homie on the memory lane

If most thangs that he was doing was not right

But there was no choice and he felt down on this fight

He had an overdose and I know he needed faith

I can't forgive myself I can’t be visiting his grave

They block me today but I’ll do it I promise

We spent a Wonderfull time … you know this

Rest in peace my uncle Serg your memory is eternal

Life is playing ruff - skip the next page in life journal

After the black strip always have to be white

My Prayers flying out for my down ass niggas 2night

Hook:

[Rimsky]

They say i'mma do my dirt all by my lonely

As nobody can be trusted in them streets

Like when i'm glancin away they be plottin on me

With the plan where i won't figure what it is

But i do it for my real deals only

Taking any of my dirt as my crew

Dedication to my down ass homies

You better don't let them be plottin on you

Verse III:

[Ipo Crita]

I can't estimate, how much my homies made to me

Where would i be without homies of mine — it came to me

One day...

A mix of contribution and patience

And lotta other merits recollected on occasions

By me..

Man, i ain't exaggerating

I'm only playing a game honest, while other hating

I'm just trying to pay back to all my real homies

Who never left me lonely in contrast to other phonies

Remeniscing good old days —

I was endeavouring to make a mistake and go astray

But all my lovely homies rectified my compass fast

So I was on my knees thanking, excusing for the past

& i ain't feeling ashamed

As i appreciate people of mine and statements I claimed

I only got a few seconds to find a room for novel

So well, homies... i got a lot to tell...

Hook:

[Rimsky]

They say i'mma do my dirt all by my lonely

As nobody can be trusted in them streets

Like when i'm glancin away they be plottin on me

With the plan where i won't figure what it is

But i do it for my real deals only

Taking any of my dirt as my crew

Dedication to my down ass homies

You better don't let them be plottin on you

Outro:

[Rimsky] They say I’mma do my dirt all by my lonely

[Ipo Crita] All by my lonely, all by my lonely...

[Rimsky] Like when i'm glancin away they be plottin on me

[Ipo Crita] They be plotting on me...

[Rimsky] But i do it for my real deals only

[Ipo Crita] But I be doing it for real deals only

[Rimsky] Dedication to my down ass homies

[Ipo Crita] I wanna dedicate it to my real homieeeee-eeees

To my real homies, dedicate to my real-real homies

To my real, to my real homies

To my real, to my real, to all my real homies

I wanna dedicate it to all my real homies