Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1-800-Homicide, artist - Hi-Tek. Album song Hi-teknology - Volume 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.10.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
1-800-Homicide |
Cal-i-forn-ia, hope-you-got-your-gun |
If-not-call-one-eight-hundred, HOMICIDE |
One-eight-hundred, HOMICIDE |
Cal-i-forn-ia, when-you-need-us |
You-can-call-us-one-eight-hundred, HOMICIDE |
One-eight-hundred, HOMICIDE |
I’m a motherfuckin Aftermath nightmare, wake up motherfucker |
I traded in my black Nike Airs |
For a white pair of Converse, Dre let me bomb first |
Get out on bail and still make the concert |
Ask Eminem, homey I’m Shady |
Too much West coast dick lick it, remember Jay-Z? |
«The Chronic» and «Doggystyle» raised me |
My life like rock, it was based in the 80's |
Red bandana tied around my face |
I hope the shit don’t jam is how gangsters pray |
And if God forgives the nigga that shot Suge |
Then all dawgs should go to heaven in my hood |
I resurrected this gangster shit |
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? |
Every city got Crips and Bloods |
But since 'Pac died it ain’t been no «California Love» |
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