Tekst:
Master P Goodbye To My Homies

I never imagined living life Without a nigga like you 'Cause it's so hard to say goodbye to my homies 'Cause it's so hard to say goodbye to my homies

you [Sons of Funk/Mo B. Dick] Chorus Cause it's so hard to say goodbye to my homies Cause it's so hard to say goodbye to my homies [Master P] We shed

my nigga, i can smell a championship like shaq my nigga you bitches tried to stop me you hoes you can harm me the new no limit is every street nigga army Master P

All my homies out here in Richmond, ya know what I'm sayin? all my niggas out there in the manner, Eastern Hill, niggas in Corkshelf, P7, all my motherfucking