Luyện nghe bài hát Homicide

This for my man yo, up
"I got a 187 on the corner of boulevard in Linden"
"Uh, related?"
"The usual"

I mean this in a disrespectful way
But Columbine happens in the every day
When the goes down y'all ain't got nothin' to say

He kicked the old door in, threw her on the floor
Choked her to death so she don't no more
He need white chocolate, he feel it in his bones
He heard she refinanced and got a bank

He used to mow the lawn, take the out
Now she in the closet wit a in her mouth
Copped a chain, copped crills
pipe in his windpipe, twistin' like a drill

Run around frontin', buyin' his kicks
Gassed a broad up so she can her rent a whip
The other killer peeped him out a knot
A well known murderer, check the ill

up Corey Buns, get him on the block
Niggas eat, plus he front a lot
He came through, strip search
He said I'm comin' back and I'ma put in

Niggas told him, ayo that shit alone
But pride mixed crack, had him in a zone
Prepared for shit than Depends
bloodshot through a Cardier lens

Niggas said Buns came lookin' strange
Yeah, Buns won't stay in his
Aight, Buns want fame
And caught two in the Ukraine at blank range

It's a, homicide, just a
a, homicide, just a homicide
It's a, homicide, just a
a, homicide, just a homicide

It's a, homicide, just a
It's a, homicide, just a
It's a, homicide, just a
It's a, homicide, a homicide

I don't mean in a disrespectful way
But Columbine happens in the ghetto day
When the shit down y'all ain't got nothin' to say

Jamaician cat, treacherous
to smuggle burners up from Texas
Had the ill crib out in
Took the money the trunk and copped a fishscale

Chinese Jamacian, pretty nigga
Love puffin' blunts, throwin' in the river
One of the niggas that the world ever saw
Used to take loaded nines and 'em on the floor

He was Brooklyn, and I don't know the block
I met him at the flicks he on my rocks
We rolled back to back, I was slingin' raps
He was slingin' crack, I was fascinated by the stacks

Runnin' dangerous niggas and packin' gats
Uh, the shit thrill me, lookin' so clean, and livin' so
I heard his right hand man
They found his bike in the somewhere

Conspiracy theories, niggas shit
Small world, I was close to his right man's chick
She kept beepin' him he called back
When found him in the trunk his body was jet black

Pretty Jamacian kept his thing
Him and his older brother got caught up in a
Out on bail, pressure by the feds, he caught seven in the
What goes around, comes back
Nigga rest in when they lay ya down

"Uh, central, officer, assistance is requested
We have a major here
Mrs.Winthrop's cat is in a tree"
"Roger, a car is on the way"

a, homicide, just a homicide
It's a, homicide, just a
It's a, homicide, a homicide
a, homicide, just a homicide

I mean this in a disrespectful way
But Columbine happens in the every day
this shit goes down y'all ain't got nothin' to say

"Central, the cat has rescued"

In the ghetto black men are dyin' at alarmin'
Walkin' the is like enterin' a sweepstakes
You never if you gon win or lose
We walk around feelin confused and totally

front, I'ma millionaire livin' like a king
Still feenin' for that shrimp, fried and chicken wings
Still feenin' for the vibe, only the ghetto
songs of pain only real niggas sing

Queens finest, but one minus
The bodies on the battlefield that got left us
I'm and tired of goin' to wakes
'Cuz never look the same in the casket

It's bugged out, skin look like plastic
I shed tears, but use to mask it
"Mr. Media," where was you at my man died
it was classified a drug related homicide

It's until the killer hit the suburbs
I ain't hear nothin', not a
"Mr. Media," us shed light on these homicides
Not just Columbine, but all the

It's a, homicide, a homicide
It's a, homicide, a homicide
It's a, homicide, a homicide
It's a, homicide, a homicide

IIt's a, homicide, just a
It's a, homicide, a homicide
a, homicide, just a homicide
It's a, homicide, a homicide