เนื้อเพลง Homicide - Tony Yayo

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เนื้อเพลง Homicide

[Intro: Tony Yayo]
Turn me up in them f*ckin headphones real quick man
I'm feelin to body this track
and body a n*gga when I get the f*ck outta here man

[Tony Yayo]
Cocks*cker this ain't rap, check my rap sheets
I feed you to the rats with peanut b*tter on yo' feet
44 bulldog, get money hustle hard
So the feds want my face on that damn number card
I drag you in your elevator, hit the stop b*tton
So when I pop somethin they can't fingerprint nothin
I help you wit'cho b*tch, I'm lovin your dame
Shoot her ass and her heart, hit her jugular vein
N*ggaz talk it they don't live it, these n*ggaz is b*tt
Go through they projects and they jewels is tucked
I'm in apartment 4B, wipin down the llama
With two freaks kissin like, Britney and Madonna
And you know how I ride when the beef is on
Pull up, LA LA like Jamaican songs

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
It's a niiiiiiiine, it's a nine
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the clip
Bullet in the chamber, round on the ground
And that's why Homicide all around
There's a hole, there's a hole
There's a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Hole in his pants, holes everywhere
And that's why homicide all around
There's a body, there's a body
There's a body in a drop, body in a lot
Body uptown, body downtown
And that's why homicide all around

[Tony Yayo]
I'm in that brand new Range; when I pull up kid
I turn your brains into red concrete stains
That's the beauty of gruesome violence
I'm loudmouth n*gga but my Ruger silent
Sun-up, sundown, my fishscale move
And if a n*gga wanna stop it he gon' be fish food
Yeah Yayo rhyme but I murk a person
And when your mind leave your body your spirit is soul searchin
Gas your team, n*gga I'ma blast your team
I got plastic milk jugs full of gasoline
Four-fours bark loud, you layin in heaven
While your moms and your pops in deep clouds of depression
I turn your head into pasta, and baked zuchinni
Like that b*tch did that rasta in "New Jack City"
In broad daylight, you better think twice
Or that thing on your hip n*gga better spray right

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
It's a niiiiiiiine, it's a nine
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the clip
Bullet in the chamber, round on the ground
And that's why homicide all around
It's a hole, it's a hole
It's a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Hole in his pants, holes everywhere
And that's why homicide all around
It's a body, it's a body
It's a body in a drop, body on the block
Body uptown, body downtown
And that's why homicide all around

[Tony Yayo]
Feelin to f*ckin kill somebody right now n*gga, f*ck!
Got a SH*TLOAD of guns right now n*gga
Homicide come around I'm gone n*gga
When you see them suits and ties
You best to believe I did that to you n*gga
Matter of fact I didn't do that to you
Huh, c'mon man, sh*t is real man
This is for them n*ggaz - f*ck yo listen lemme tell you somethin
Don't run up on no whip
Just run up on a n*gga and blow his f*ckin brains out
That's what, that's gangsta n*gga - you hear me?
Don't f*ckin run up on a whip and spray somethin
Lemme see you, shoot a n*gga brains out
and stand there for two minutes, and then run, motherf*cker!

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