Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Homicide , by - Jayo Felony. Release date: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
Homicide |
| 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 |
| (?) 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 |
| 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 |
| In the pen I hit the ill beats on the table |
| Now I’m quick to start shit up like jumper cables |
| 58 715 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 |