Lyrics:
[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
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
the righteous prevail
And in hell are the ones that deserved it
Lil nigga try crashin on me
Leave em dead boy Yk that's that murda business
Handle that shxt by
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
[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
[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
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
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
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
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
extra shots up at cass never made the huddle
Life was like a circus with all i juggled
Lil chick come by we fuck
But never cuddled
Sex on point
Hit
one for time for you
You motherfuckers
Yo Primo hold me down son, 'cause we ain`t playin no motherfuckin games
[Lil` Fame]
Fuck the East Coast,
I can play some tennis
Lil Herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide when it's
Or all of the presents that's under the tree
He hates all the lights
He sees from his peak
All in one night he gon' take everything
You say Mr. Grinch
Sir
lil nigga
I don't fuck with you
You ain't never squeeze no trigger
Got a lot of hoes
Never tried to please a nigga
Drinkin' by the liter
I think I
keep a fire
Cause it's gone be real cold by the night
We outside with the street sweepers
First we pray then we ride
Nigga it's homicide when we slide
We
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
right cause with out it who am
I make the haters wanna cry drive by homicides had
your life cold niggas aint killin for stripes
They want a bank roll
See my jewelry
It's like Mr.Freeze
I be serving food for thought can you overeat
Almost turned a lil knot in her ovaries (Uh)
Been the coolest, I spit
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