Luyện nghe bài hát Homicide

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

Cocksucker, this ain't rap, check my rap
I feed you to the rats with peanut butter on yo'
44 bulldog, get hustle hard
So the feds want my face on damn number card

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

Niggaz talk it, don't live it, these niggaz is butt
Go through they and they jewels is tucked
I'm in apartment 4B, wipin' down the
With two kissin' like, Britney and Madonna
And you know how I ride when the is on
Pull up, la la like songs

a nine, it's a nine
There's a in the nine, bullet in the clip
Bullet in the chamber round on the
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, everywhere
And that's why all around

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

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

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

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

I turn your head into pasta and zucchini
Like that did that rasta in New Jack City
In daylight, you better think twice
Or that thing on your hip nigga better right

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

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

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

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

You best to I did that to you, nigga
Matter of fact, I do that to you
C'mon man, is real, man
is for them, niggaz that

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

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