Homicide (feat. 10tik & cKush) - KILLI

You say you wanna take a ride? Get in I grew up on that other side, getting it in You niggas selling a bunch of pies, snatch a Benz I heard you say it's going down, I'm going in Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder) Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder) Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder) Go tell 'em it's a homicide, ya ya Fighting, shooting, killing, riding Cripping, tripping, spitting fye In the kitchen, baking pies Taking mines, making mines Yellow tape, black gun Fill it with them hollow shells And leave the scene bloody Buddy can't nobody tell Catch a plane to the ATL Lay low in a cheap motel And get a few thangs from my cousin Future Now I'm back on and popping like Trapping, rapping in the cut Talk shit, I fuck you up They don't recognize who I am or where I'm from So I hit the strip club banging 20 Crip cuz Treble with the bass, put that thang up in yo? shavening? And leave yo body bleeding on the pavement How many will ride open up that fye You gotta question a nigga standing next to you, cut him off I grew up on the side you gotta make yourself a boss Niggas'll shit on you any chance they get Cross you out on a lick If you ain't ready for the ending then quit It's a dirty world, you gotta get your hands dirty I'm going for the title with my hands on the rifle I put in the same work you put in, survival Looking at my rival, they looking suicidal Keep them bodies off wax, I can spot a rat Let the guitars play, bllaaat! Slang a bunch of packs, and go and snatch a Benzo I played them streets as a young nigga, ain't never liked Nintendo Them gangstas in the yard, them my motherfucking kinfolk They'll kidnap you and yo broad (in broad) daylight, no pretendo I grew up 'round a bunch of monsters, apply that pressure on ya Be so scared for ya life, you call the police on ya You ready say you ready You gon' starve or you want fetti? Yo life'll change a second Good or bad, don't open yo mouth, make sure you shut it Ain't no telling who listening, make a wise decision I'm from 'cross the tracks, like Boosie If you ride, you better know who shooting