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homicide - lil keed lyrics

who f*cked that crack, please? okay
stop, stop
homicide
woo
ride
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blat
homicide
woo
ride
blat
blat
it’s a homicide
ride
woo
it’s a homicide
woo woo
ride
woo woo
yeah, smashin’
the h*llcat smashin’
two pipe them doors
woo
now the mclaren whizzin’
four big bad n*ggas, four hoes turn you
we got sticks just like hunters, yeah, we taggin’ sh*t
we got sticks just like hunters, i’m with steve, baby, he a gunner
i don’t penny pinch these hunters
play with me, you miss your mama
yeah
maybach driver, since i gotta touch the wheel
poppin’ this sh*t, okay, okay
drop me like drum line, okay
know i’m rock some sh*t, okay
and the gun bigger than him, he slang that sh*t, okay, okay
yeah, we got d*cks on these glocks and drums on glocks, okay, okay
and i’m with crip, pg them glocks, okay, okay
heh*hew
you get hit with that pole, i’m not droppin’ no tears

i’ma be right here for a whole lot of years
divin’ in that p*ssy, i’m not talkin’ no seals
yeah, yeah, yeah, i told ’em slide
homicide
woo
ride
blat
blat
homicide
woo
ride
blat
blat
it’s a homicide
ride
woo
it’s a homicide
woo woo
ride
woo woo
yeah, smashin’
the h*llcat smashin’
two pipe them doors
woo
now the mclaren whizzin’
let’s go
four big bad n*ggas, four hoes turn you
we got sticks just like hunters, yeah, we taggin’ sh*t
i got sticks like a drum, we gon’ find out where he stay
if you play around with my slimes, on big god, i’m goin’ up
pop me a perc, i’m on meds, yeah
they tryna put me on bed rest
i know he soft, he said that
he testin’ clock, we don’t get it back
i make that chopper sing like a drake
i’ma pull up with b
simone and wraith
i got some ghost faces i done seen

i pull a stick, baby, pull up and spray
runnin’ that h*llcat, might go on a chase
favorite rapper a jewelry stealer, my safe
h0m*cide, they gon’ call it a day
that lil’ n*gga small, he owe me a favor
this street life a jungle, this sh*t really made me
caught me a body, my mind done went crazy
all of these percs, i’m finna be cravin’
i get ’em wet, can your big homie pay me?
he is a rat, put my name in his statement

up in the street like i’m stuck in the pavement
heard he got rolled, i ain’t even got to spray him
young n*gga with me, they mad at him, crazy
homicide
homicide
woo
ride
blat
blat
homicide
woo
ride
blat
blat
it’s a homicide
ride
woo
it’s a homicide
woo woo
ride
woo woo
yeah, smashin’
the h*llcat smashin’
two pipe them doors
woo
now the mclaren whizzin’
let’s go
four big bad n*ggas, four hoes turn you
we got sticks just like hunters, yeah, we taggin’ sh*t

- lil keed lyrics

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