This Is for the Homies

Clap your hands this evening, come on This is for the homies Clap your hands this evening, come on Clap your hands this evening, come on This is for the homies Clap your hands this evening, come on I'm Rodney O and I'm back, on a track that's not wack And my DJ, Joe Cooley's still on top of the stack So you can say he's like wine, he's getting better with time And General Jeff is by my side, to support my rhymes We clock dollars, not dimes, we rock bells and chimes And I'm a b-boy 100%, like Moonshine So listen up everybody, 'cause you should not miss "As we go a little something like this" Well I'm a true blue MC with plenty of pizzazz (Plantin' and scratchin') is Joe's favorite task Is he the best? Well there's no need to ask Take a look at him as he moves fast as lightning And you know what's so damn frightening? You others are soft, and you still haven't ripened yet I'm not knockin' you, I'm just rockin' to A funky beat that is just cold sockin' you In the face, we got pounds of bass And check it out everybody, Joe Cooley's in the place Clap your hands this evening, come on This is for the homies Clap your hands this evening, come on This is for the homies Clap your hands this evening, come on Clap your hands this evening I brought the microphone, Joe Cooley brought the mixer I drink Coca-Cola, not hardcore liquor 'Cause I'm playin' it straight, the homies like the 8 "It's the power!" that makes it taste so great I'm kickin' back in the hood, this beat is kickin' real good If you was kickin' it like me, you wouldn't have to ask Would this bass reflect, the maximum effect This jam is for the homies, and it's comin' direct Straight from the heart, and I will do my part This groove has been groovin' straight from the start This is for the homies, and the homegirls too Joe Cooley, tell them what you want 'em to do Say yeah, yeah, yeah This is for the homies Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, yeah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, yeah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yo-ho! Yeah) I'm gettin' straight to the point Hold a mic, not a joint Like the end is lit up, so it's Joe and he cuts Newmark is his brand, all gummies get canned "This is for the homies!" is the name of this jam We rock it like an earthquake, we're conquerin' states Rodney O and Joe Cooley doing many tour dates Dedicating this song, to the homies at home This beat is on the street wherever you roam We're household names, in the hip-hop game So repeat after me, "Joe, scratch that thang!" Say yeah, yeah, yeah This is for the homies Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, yeah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, yeah!) This is for the homies Yeah, yeah, yeah