Luyện nghe bài hát Homicide

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

Cocksucker, ain't rap, check my rap sheets
I feed you to the with peanut butter on yo' feet
44 bulldog, get money hard
So the feds want my face on that damn number

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You best to believe I did to you, nigga
of fact, I didn't do that to you
C'mon man, is real, man
is for them, niggaz that

Fuck you, listen, lemme 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, a nigga brains out
And there for two minutes
And run, motherfucker