Homicide Lyrics

Homicide lyrics

Haha

Yeah

Take this shit back to the California streets

All y'all fools out there talkin about y'all gangbangin and shit

I hope you puttin in some work, fool

Check this out

We'll see who really down



[ VERSE 1: Jayo Felony ]

( ? ) I put in much work

I got my rep on the set for leavin buster niggas hurt

They shoulda never played it, now the hoes parade it

To see the Loc smokin sherm on stage with my shit braided

That's PCP if you can't comprehend

I'm puttin on my Karl Kani boots and I'm stompin men

Get em all muddy and bloody throw on the Chucks

What's happenin? Fools gettin bucked but I don't give a fuck

In Southeast it ain't no muthafuckin truce jumpin

Hot lead in your ass, my trey-deuce pumpin

I paid dues, nigga, don't act confused, nigga

Fuck around and make the 11 o'clock news, nigga

Cause I'ma carve my hood in your chest

In my piss is where all my enemies rest

That bitch straight snitched and then that hooker died

You'se a man or a mark, nigga? What's happenin on the homicide?



Wanna be

is you is or is you ain't

down

to put in work

on the other side



Nigga, we gotta get them fools on the other side



[ VERSE 2: Jayo Felony ]

Head to the border like Lil Richie get out the set

I fold clowns and hold shit down like a hairnet

They couldn't fade it soon as I got initiated

Blue and gray Pendleton, house gettin raided

Rollin through my hood where it's all good

Breakin niggas in the gamblin shack, I think we all should

Pitch in, nigga, stop bitchin, let's get fucked up

If we need some mo' ends these busters will get stuck up

You bitches ain't seein this fool cause I'm a gee in this

Nigga, you see this muthafuckin cup? I gotta pee in this

Will it come dirty or clean? Bitch, try again

I drank a gang of water and took all my niacins

Four pills a day to keep the punk-ass P.O.'s away

Hey hey hey, what's happenin on the AK?

Rest in peace for the locs, for they side they died

I don't be foolin shit but is you down for this homicide?



Wanna be

is you is or is you ain't

down

to put in work

on the other side



Nigga, we gotta get them fools on the other side



[ VERSE 3: Jayo Felony ]

In the pen I hit the ill beats on the table

Now I'm quick to start shit up like jumper cables

58715 was my number

Now I'm in your deck for the muthafuckin summer

So all you simps put a chain on your wife

I got gees in the feds and the state alike

Big Ron, Odie-Loc, P Roll ain't no fuckin joke

Fats just got out and now they got Balow

O.G. Thai Stick lettin niggas have it quick

Lil' Booya and Baby Booya take no shit

And these hoes on our dick like body lice, gee

Peace to my niggas Lil Tre Dog and Dicey

E-Dog still locked up for some bullshit

When Big Bull get out your throat's gettin slit

Cause all my niggas are down for the ride

I'm stayin true to this for life, what's happenin on the homicide?



Wanna be

is you is or is you ain't

down

to put in work

on the other side



Nigga, we gotta get them fools on the other side