Intro: Styles P 
L-O-X to death, nigga 
D-Block forever 
We fuckin' ’em, right 

Chorus: Styles P 
Loyalty and love 
I ride with the homie to get buzzed (I ride) 
I ride with the homie to get plugged (Yeah) 
Loyalty and love 
I ride with the homie to go to war (I ride) 
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves 
Loyalty and love 
I ride with homie to the grave 
I ride with the homie to the judge (You know) 
Loyalty and love 
Homies is family, but not blood 
We came up together out the mud 

Verse 1: Styles P 
You know what the fuck it is, I ain't got a fuck to give (I ain't got a fuck to give) 
I ain’t got a buck to give, the niggas on that sucker shit 
Got me on my '93, Wu, bring the rucker shit 
Only break bread with the homies that I suffered with (My homies) 
That sucker shit don't reside here, you should slide or die from a wild niggas idea (Die) 
We in the Taj in some fly gear, money machine, machine gun homie I swear (I swear) 
I dare you to be loyal, try to diarrhea 
You ain't seen 'em like us cause they don't make 'em homie (LOX) 
You just a bitch ass nigga, don't get no makeup on me (Bitch ass) 
Order get you popped in the neck, from my Jamaican homie 
Yeah, still up in the jungle boy (Still) 
Me and the homie and a half of P of jungle boys 
Back then we moved cocaine, we was unemployed 
Stay in your place, make it your face, that my gun avoid 

Chorus: Styles P & Sheek Louch
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love (Woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (Sheek)
I ride with the homie to the judge (Facts Styles, talk that shit nigga)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out the mud

Verse 2: Sheek Louch
Ayo
You know what the fuck it is, and I know where the fuck you live (Sheek)
You was on some thug shit, today you all positive
Motivation quotes and shit, early morning post and shit
Rise like a propeller, who the fuck is you Mandela? (Hahaha)
Blunts in my hand fella, left wrist sky dweller
Accountant for twenty years, haven’t seen one bank teller (Nah)
Pass from being close and shit, finna kiss and ghost shit
Give a nigga one verse, and tell him to make the most of it, nigga (Haha)
What’s all the fake smiles for?
Your friendship is fake, you can't use me no more (No more)
I cut niggas off, that what the two seater for (Ha)
War, like you ain’t seen that hundred shot by the door (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Loyalty and love, oh you love my loyalty?
Oh, you stick around 'cause my niggas is royalty (LOX)
Either way we went from blood to the mud (Uh-uh)
To laughing at these niggas like "What?", DMX voice

Chorus: Styles P & Jadakiss
Loyalty and love (Woo)
I ride with the homie to get buzzed (Yeah)
I ride with the homie to get plugged (Uh)
Loyalty and love (Woo)
I ride with the homie to go to war (Yeah)
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves (Uh)
Loyalty and love (Woo)
I ride with homie to the grave (Yeah)
I ride with the homie to the judge (Yeah)
Loyalty and love (Come on)
Homies is family, but not blood (Woo, haha)
We came up together out the mud (Yeah)

Verse 3: Jadakiss
Loyalty and lov (Yeah)
I ride with the homie when shit is real
You ride with homie to get in clubs (Haha)
All you do is look at his 'Gram to see how he movin' (Uh)
When’s the last time you called him to see how he doin'? (Uh)
They just wanna catch it (Catch it)
They ain't really for us (Uh-uh)
I had enough, I'm tired of supporting the supporters (Okay)
Shoe is on the other foot, all I hear is crickets (Uh)
They don't even give a fuck, all they want is tickets (That's it)
Backstage passes (Yeah), dark shade glasses
When nothing's going on, niggas walk straight pass us (Damn)
Fam on the weekends (Always), never on a Tuesday (Never)
Loyalty and love, two L's nigga, cool J (Woo)
Richer for poor, for war, never change son (Nver)
Water and dirt is the mud, that's what we came from
Smoke 'til we float, and drink till we hurl
The only two things that you need in this world is—

Chorus: Styles P, Sheek Louch & Jadakiss
Loyalty and love (Woo)
I ride with the homie to get buzzed
I ride with the homie to get plugged
Loyalty and love
I ride with the homie to go to war
I ride with the homie I bring the gloves
Loyalty and love
I ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (LOX to death, nigga)
Loyalty and love (D-Block)
Homies is family, but not blood (D-Block, forever)
We came up together out the mud (Haha)