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Jayo Felony - Homicide lyrics
Haha Yeah Take this shit back to the California streets All y'all fools out there talkin about y'all gangbangin and shit I hope you puttin in some work, fool Check this out We'll see who really down [ VERSE 1: Jayo Felony ] ( ? ) I put in much work I got my rep on the set for leavin buster niggas hurt They shoulda never played it, now the hoes parade it To see the Loc smokin sherm on stage with my shit braided That's PCP if you can't comprehend I'm puttin on my Karl Kani boots and I'm stompin men Get em all muddy and bloody throw on the Chucks What's happenin? Fools gettin bucked but I don't give a fuck In Southeast it ain't no muthafuckin truce jumpin Hot lead in your ass, my trey-deuce pumpin I paid dues, nigga, don't act confused, nigga Fuck around and make the 11 o'clock news, nigga Cause I'ma carve my hood in your chest In my piss is where all my enemies rest That bitch straight snitched and then that hooker died You'se a man or a mark, nigga? What's happenin on the homicide? Wanna be is you is or is you ain't down to put in work on the other side Nigga, we gotta get them fools on the other side [ VERSE 2: Jayo Felony ] Head to the border like Lil Richie get out the set I fold clowns and hold shit down like a hairnet They couldn't fade it soon as I got initiated Blue and gray Pendleton, house gettin raided Rollin through my hood where it's all good Breakin niggas in the gamblin shack, I think we all should Pitch in, nigga, stop bitchin, let's get fucked up If we need some mo' ends these busters will get stuck up You bitches ain't seein this fool cause I'm a gee in this Nigga, you see this muthafuckin cup? I gotta pee in this Will it come dirty or clean? Bitch, try again I drank a gang of water and took all my niacins Four pills a day to keep the punk-ass P.O.'s away Hey hey hey, what's happenin on the AK? Rest in peace for the locs, for they side they died I don't be foolin shit but is you down for this homicide? Wanna be is you is or is you ain't down to put in work on the other side Nigga, we gotta get them fools on the other side [ VERSE 3: Jayo Felony ] In the pen I hit the ill beats on the table Now I'm quick to start shit up like jumper cables 58715 was my number Now I'm in your deck for the muthafuckin summer So all you simps put a chain on your wife I got gees in the feds and the state alike Big Ron, Odie-Loc, P Roll ain't no fuckin joke Fats just got out and now they got Balow O.G. Thai Stick lettin niggas have it quick Lil' Booya and Baby Booya take no shit And these hoes on our dick like body lice, gee Peace to my niggas Lil Tre Dog and Dicey E-Dog still locked up for some bullshit When Big Bull get out your throat's gettin slit Cause all my niggas are down for the ride I'm stayin true to this for life, what's happenin on the homicide? Wanna be is you is or is you ain't down to put in work on the other side Nigga, we gotta get them fools on the other side |
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