Luyện nghe bài hát Homicide

Turn me up in fuckin' headphones
Real quick, man, I'm feelin' to body this
And body a nigga when I get the fuck here, man

Cocksucker, this ain't rap, my rap sheets
I you to the rats with peanut butter on yo' feet
44 bulldog, get money hustle
So the feds want my face on that number card

I drag you in your elevator, hit the button
So when I pop somethin', they can't fingerprint
I hope you wit'cho bitch, I'm lovin' dame
her ass and her heart, hit her jugular vein

Niggaz talk it, they don't live it, these niggaz is
Go they projects and they jewels is tucked
I'm in apartment 4B, down the llama
With two freaks kissin' like, Britney and
And you know how I when the beef is on
up, la la like Jamaican songs

It's a nine, a nine
There's a clip in the nine, in the clip
Bullet in the round on the ground
And why homicide all around

There's a hole, there's a
a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Hole in his pants, holes
And that's why all around

There's a body, there's a
There's a body in a drop, in a lot
uptown, body downtown
And that's why homicide all

I'm in brand new Range, when I pull up kid
I your brains into red concrete stains
That's the of gruesome violence
I'm loudmouth, but my Ruger silent

Sunup, sundown, my fish scale
And if a wanna stop it he gon' be fish food
Yeah, Yayo rhyme but I a person
And when your mind your body your spirit is soul searchin'

Gas your team, nigga, I'ma your team
I got milk jugs full of gasoline
Four fours loud, you layin' in heaven
While moms and your pops in deep clouds of depression

I turn your head into and baked zucchini
Like that bitch did that rasta in New Jack
In broad daylight, you think twice
Or that on your hip nigga better spray right

It's a nine, it's a
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the
in the chamber round on the ground
And that's why homicide all

It's a hole, it's a
It's a in his head, hole in his leg
in his pants, holes everywhere
And that's why homicide all

It's a body, a body
It's a in a drop, body on the block
Body uptown, body
And why homicide all around

Feelin' to kill somebody right now, nigga, fuck!
Got a shit load of right now, nigga
Homicide, come around, I'm gone,
When you see them suits and

You to believe I did that to you, nigga
Matter of fact, I didn't do to you
man, shit is real, man
This is for them, that

Fuck you, listen, tell you somethin'
run up on no whip
Just run up on a nigga and his fuckin' brains out
That's what, gangsta, nigga, you hear me?

Don't run up on a whip and spray somethin'
Lemme see you, shoot a nigga out
And stand for two minutes
And then run,