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letra de homicide - dj air wheezy

homicide lyrics
[refrain]
ap, bust down
cuban link ’round my neck
i ain’t got no trust
b-tch gon’ pay that debt
i own, don’t rent
did you hear what i said?
got some lead in your head?
better pray for the dead

[chorus]
runnin’ from the opps, it’s a homicide
no i can’t stop, guess it’s do or die
murder on the street, gotta run inside
play my cards right, i don’t gotta lie
no sweat, no pressure
on top, yeah, break-in and entering
don’t let them play ya
can’t stop, yeah, money is coming

[verse 1]
smokin’ on a pack
nothin’ put some free throws
got money in the sack
like i’m buyin’ a few benzos
ballin’ like wilt in some converse
tryna f-ck, i don’t bother with the convo
if i was colombiano, had to call me pablo
i’m runnin’ with a fleet full of tahoes
only like ridin’ with the best
and my phone gotta match my top hoes
say money don’t grow on trees?
just take a look in that bas-m-nt
forest full of money trees
and i think i might just take it
i be riding from city to city
speaker so loud, can’t hear myself think
few poor souls askin’ me to have pity
b-tch, i think i’m on the brink
[chorus]
runnin’ from the opps, it’s a homicide
no i can’t stop, guess it’s do or die
murder on the street, gotta run inside
play my cards right, i don’t gotta lie
no sweat, no pressure
on top, yeah, break-in and entering
don’t let them play ya
can’t stop, yeah, money is coming

[verse 2: dj air wheezy & hoshwa]
death around the corner
so i don’t give a f-ck
’till i got no more
gonna push my luck
know i’m all-class, cause i got my degree
i’m off a tab, got my phd
head is on a plane, got the altitude
don’t care, i don’t f-ck with the attitude
no look pass then i’m off (woo!)
head above the rim like i’m ja

[verse 3: hoshwa]
like i’m morant
kevin durant
kdeez nuts in your mouth
f-ckin’ on your spouse, then i’m out
i’m pullin’ rank
pull up in a tank, motherf-cker
hit a one-two eurostep
ballin’ to the bank, i aim
red-dot, no scope
pull back, too close
pop off, goin’ ghost
i got your b-tch in a bando
singin’ my songs to me
she treatin’ you like a rando
boy, that’s sad to see
slayin’ that p-ssy like homicide
$tick’s out the window yellin “let’s ride!”
move that b-tch off to the side
menace mode, we on demon time (nando!)
[chorus]
runnin’ from the opps, it’s a homicide
no i can’t stop, guess it’s do or die
murder on the street, gotta run inside
play my cards right, i don’t gotta lie
no sweat, no pressure
on top, yeah, break-in and entering
don’t let them play ya
can’t stop, yeah, money is coming

[verse 4]
drop on the sight
i be out in the night
no lookin’ where i’m goin’
better hold on tight
cue him in your sights
let him think that it’s alright
stay under cover
gotta take him for a ride
speedin’ in the ls
tryna get some payback
won’t take less
you was hopin’ i didn’t say that
stay in the dark, don’t learn
can’t feel, can’t see
let ’em burn
[refrain]
ap, bust down
cuban link ’round my neck
i ain’t got no trust
b-tch gon’ pay that debt
i own, don’t rent
did you hear what i said?
got some lead in your head?
better pray for the dead
grrah!

- dj air wheezy

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