Homicide (feat. Snoop Dogg)

You say you wanna take a ride, get in

I grew up on that other side, getting it in

You **** selling a bunch of pies, snatch a Benz

I heard you say it's going down, I'm going in

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide, yeah, yeah

Fighting, shooting, killing, riding

Cripping, tripping, spitting fire

In the kitchen, baking pies

Taking mines, making mines

Yellow tape, black gun

Fill it with them hollow shells

And leave the scene bloody

Buddy, can't nobody tell

Catch a plane to the ATL

Lay low in a cheap motel

Whatever suits ya

And get a few things from my cousin Future

Now I'm back on and popping like

Trapping, rapping in the cut

Talk shit, I fuck you up

They don't recognize who I am or where I'm from

So I hit the strip club banging twenty crip, cuz

Treble with the bass, put that thang up in your shavening

And leave your body bleeding on the pavement

You say you wanna take a ride, get in

I grew up on that other side, getting it in

You **** selling a bunch of pies, snatch a Benz

I heard you say it's going down, I'm going in

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide, yeah, yeah

How many will ride, open up that five

You gotta question a **** standing next to you, cut him off

I grew up on the side, you gotta make yourself a boss

****'ll shit on you any chance they get

Cross you out on a lick

If you ain't ready for the ending then quit

It's a dirty world, you gotta get your hands dirty

I'm going for the title with my hands on the rifle

I put in the same work you put in, survival

Looking at my rival, they looking suicidal

Keep them bodies off wax, I can spot a rat

Let the guitars play, brrrat!

You say you wanna take a ride, get in

I grew up on that other side, getting it in

You **** selling a bunch of pies, snatch a Benz

I heard you say it's going down, I'm going in

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide, yeah, yeah

Slang a bunch of packs, and go and snatch a Benzo

I played them streets as a young ****, ain't never liked Nintendo

Them gangstas in the yard, them my motherfucking kinfolk

They'll kidnap you and your broad in broad daylight, no pretendo

I grew 'round a bunch of monsters, call that pressure on ya

Be so scared for your life, you call the police on ya

You ready, say you ready

You gon' starve or you want fetti

Your life will change a second

Good or bad, don't open your mouth, make sure you shut it

Ain't no telling who listening, make a wise decision

I'm from 'cross the tracks, like Boosie

When you ride, you better know who shooting

You say you wanna take a ride, get in

I grew up on that other side, getting it in

You **** selling a bunch of pies, snatch a Benz

I heard you say it's going down, I'm going in

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide

Go tell 'em it's a homicide, yeah, yeah