Lyrics:
Homicide suicide
Make a pussy piss and a bitch want to cry
All you pussy boys got a glock by your side
Cold stone killer cannot see it in your eyes
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
on
Fuck all the clout don't do it for fame I'm tryna get a hundred million
Tryna put my whole city on
Getting top by a bad bitch she look like Christina
by my side
You was always there for me always down to ride
Them hoes shot you in your leg and your neck issa homicide
Imma kill they ass call it
[Chorus]
California's the state where punk niggas die.
First thought be survival every mornin' when I rise.
So many murders and homicides in
heart inside a box gave the key to Mr. Hide
She text my phone I don't reply I ain't into broken vibes
See that money make them hoes cum no need for me
I get saved by the reverent
Huh
I'm outside Lil bih
Homicide the wrist
I can't hit your bitch
Not a misogynist
She love massaging this
Feel like Keanu
Actually, I hope I get saved by the reverent
Huh
I'm outside Lil bih
Homicide the wrist
I can't hit your bitch
Not a misogynist
She love massaging this
Feel
Suicide thoughts, man they constantly running
A homicide
When it all turns homicide
I’m running again so they trying to indict
He went with his move so that
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
This is a story
Of me
Being a sick ass mothafucka
As a youth
Shootin mothafuckas like you
And bitches like you
You all fall
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
This is a story
Of me
Being a sick ass mothafucka
As a youth
Shootin mothafuckas like you
And bitches like you
You all fall
Wallace under my seat
Once I heal from all my scars, wonder then who would I be
Hoping I don't lose myself, cause trauma made me
Suicide rates, homicide
switchin' sides, homicide, show me that gun
Make me wanna die, suicide, show me that gun
You ain't round, lil' bitch, you a square
Hoe around, I do not even
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
to business
Quick fuck it
Switch up game
But still rugged
ABG
Bitch
So u gotta love
Homicide Sleazy
Tell these niggas
Be easy
I'm really greasy
Unleash me
So I
us dat we gotta go
Homicide suicide on the radio
My heart it sunk into my stomach body hit the floor
They found my brother dead another body by
my team
And, baby, I just need you here
By my side
You leave bae suicide
I'm hoping you'll stay with me
I'm hoping you'll stay
Yeah, and I'll believe
will)
Mr. Sandman, bring 'em a dream, infa-red light beams
Homicide scene, perfect world
By any means get cream
Just don't let it come
said he need him gone by Friday
I sent it by Thursday, 1500 nigga for that feature
We baggin' the verse, nigga pay the tab
That back and forth shit is
people, all of
They trynna catch me fall
Huh, Huh
And ever since my dogs started dying
I started having murder on my mind
What I’m thinking ‘bout - homicide
wanna know right now is
What? Is what's really good? That's the question
Suicide sickness, child negligence
Homicide fingerprints, wild evidence, but
fucking ugly.
I fuckin' love it.
Took this nigga by his throat and fuckin' cut it and thought nothin' of it.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous
The Rich Way
BMG
BMG
BMG
Reno
Tell them dig brody the nem up with his bum ass
They know we gon' empty them clips to my gun jam
I go by Lil' Walka
Homicide, yeah that's a murda by me
I'ma hold the glock, say hi to Jesus for me
You want it or not, you cannot take this from me
They tried to build a case
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