Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Homicide , by - Doe B. Release date: 30.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Homicide |
| I’m still Doe B bitch, so what the fuck is up |
| Got yo' ho' on my dick, whole town on my nuts |
| I got keys on the streets, I got shooters in the cut |
| Talkin' bout beefing with me, a 62 will get you touched |
| Man these niggas small fries, choppers come in all size |
| Don’t associate with pigs, snitch get your hog tied |
| In that bubblized Benz, gave your bitch the frog eyes |
| Fish Bowl, no tent, let her see a nigga shine |
| Make a bitch go blind, tell your bitch go down |
| Got 'er sucking my dick right before show time |
| Out flooded on my wrist, spot the brick on mine |
| Checking out my Rollie watch and said it’s yo' time |
| I am killin' these niggas, I am killin' these niggas |
| Paralyzed to the fake game, feelin' these niggas |
| Satisfied with the hate, I’m to real for these niggas |
| Rest in peace Pimp C, that’s chinchilla, lil nigga |
| And nigga we don’t let the drama slide (the drama slide) |
| You try me there gon' be a homicide (a homicide) |
| Found my churching in my mama lies (on my mama lies) |
| Try us this gon' be a homicide (a homicide) |
| Blood on the chain, I collected the check |
| My team come down for the shooters, bet chop of the neck (bop, bop) |
| It ain’t the threat, it’s what happens out to get the respect (fight me nigga) |
| I’m the rant of the town, nigga humbling down |
| I just bought my new P.J., to fly them gunners in town |
| Man I’m the pick of my homie, ask your O.G. |
| he know me |
| Go hit a lick for the 40, bust it down with a homie |
| Only if the nigga where knowin' |
| We where holdin' more than we showin' |
| If they violate, we gonna go in there |
| And make his family mourn, god bless, let em rest, as I die-gret |
| We the bank roll mob, bitch we just buy shit |
| And fly shit, with a bad yellow thigh bitch |
| Caught her in the valley, we should of made her say thigh quick |
| My nigga Doe pulled up on me after 5 bricks |
| Took it to Montgomery, had it flippin' like a side kick |
| Her nigga try us there gon' be a homicide quick |
| Keep on playin' around, like we playin' with you |
| Now you gon' fuck right round and have my nigga sprayin' at you |
| Now keep on playin' around, think we playin' with you |
| Man you gon' fuck right round and have my nigga sprayin' at you |
| And fuck all these niggas, and these loud mouth hoes |
| All I got for the yeah yeah, is a lot 44 |
| With my company homie, you ain’t a live no mo' |
| Kept me somewhere inside you, blowing loud and rolls |
| Cup out, cup movin', cashin' out on these hoes |
| Hustle Gang the name, just made 10 million in clothes |
| And we gon' do it again, just know we did it for Doe |
| The thumper bangin', catchin' body, no we did it for Doe |