letra de homicide - kerch dolla
[chorus: kerch dolla]
how many n-ggas you know down to ride?
pull up [?] homicides
[?] put it on the line
[?] every time
how many n-ggas you know they gon’ k!ll something?
homicidal, they don’t feel nothing
catch you out, they gon’ drill something
[?] back, and we still coming
how many n-ggas you know down to ride?
pull up [?] homicides
[?] put it on the line
[?] every time
how many n-ggas you know they gon’ k!ll something?
homicidal, they don’t feel nothing
catch you out, they gon’ drill something
[?] back, and we still coming
[verse 1: kerch dolla]
[?] i drive
know she been tricking, but still i’ma buy it
i ain’t really tripping, the strikers outside
and you know i got them k!llers inside
know i’m running with k!llers who trifling
[?]
say the word, and them n-ggas get at you
[?]
[?] n-gga on the forhead, like thе mafia, right before i wack him
let a n-gga go ahеad with his move, ’cause i know what’s coming right after
i know you never did k!ll nothing, you ain’t really got the feel for it
sometimes, i feel for you
[?] , it’s still going
n-ggas claming that they love me a lot
but i’m still knowing
b-tches claming that they love me a lot
but they still hoing
i done dug fast [?]
and i’m still going
you can’t tell me what a street n-gga not
’cause i will [?] you
[chorus: kerch dolla]
how many n-ggas you know down to ride?
pull up [?] homicides
[?] put it on the line
[?] every time
how many n-ggas you know they gon’ k!ll something?
homicidal, they don’t feel nothing
catch you out, they gon’ drill something
[?] back, and we still coming
how many n-ggas you know down to ride?
pull up [?] homicides
[?] put it on the line
[?] every time
how many n-ggas you know they gon’ k!ll something?
homicidal, they don’t feel nothing
catch you out, they gon’ drill something
[?] back, and we still coming
[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
how many n-ggas you know gon’ slide for real?
when it’s that time to k!ll
how many n-ggas you know gon’ make an excuse
talk about they got they kids
i’m in the back of the striker, flame on my lap
this ain’t no lighter
when i see an opp, point it and fire
and we stay [?] like michael myers
they wanna argue on insta, but i really want my freadom
they say [?] with tweekers
i must not know the real meaning
slide on my opps, and i do them [?]
then i throw they ass in vanish mode
all my b-tches be body [?], we catch a hat, then [?]
if he say he sorry, i’m hitting him still
b-tch, quit trolling, and get in the field
lil opp look ike a pig for real
hit his ass, need a chemical pill
i seen n-ggas get hit on a drill
i really know how shootouts feel
they know i’ma blow my wistle for real
went on a drill, almost got my ass hit in the head
i’m still [?] tryna get n-ggas dead
i heard beep got hit in the leg
told young dawg, go spin him again
if i ain’t rapping, i’m spinning a bin
i get like ten n-ggas hit for a ten
i’m tryna get a [?] hit with a [?]
the god free, y’all n-ggas in trouble
[chorus: kerch dolla]
how many n-ggas you know down to ride?
pull up [?] homicides
[?] put it on the line
[?] every time
how many n-ggas you know they gon’ k!ll something?
homicidal, they don’t feel nothing
catch you out, they gon’ drill something
[?] back, and we still coming
how many n-ggas you know down to ride?
pull up [?] homicides
[?] put it on the line
[?] every time
how many n-ggas you know they gon’ k!ll something?
homicidal, they don’t feel nothing
catch you out, they gon’ drill something
[?] back, and we still coming
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