Homicide (Feat. Snoop Dogg)

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 Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide ya ya Fighting shooting killing riding Cripping tripping spitting fire 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 Whatever suits ya 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 cause Treble with the bass put that thang up in yo shavening And leave yo body bleeding on the pavement 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 Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide ya ya How many a ride open up that pie 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 guitar play brrrat 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 Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide ya ya 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 daylight no pretendo I grew up 'round a bunch of monsters call 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 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 Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide Go tell 'em it's a homicide ya ya