Future, Snoop Dogg - Homicide lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Future, Snoop Dogg - Homicide lyrics]
You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, getting it in
You niggas selling 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
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 suit's 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 cuz
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 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide, ya ya
How many will ride open up that fye
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 guitars play, brraaat!
You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, getting it in
You niggas selling 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
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
(in broad) daylight, no pretendo
I grew up 'round a bunch of monsters
Apply 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 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide, ya ya
I grew up on that other side, getting it in
You niggas selling 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
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 suit's 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 cuz
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 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide, ya ya
How many will ride open up that fye
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 guitars play, brraaat!
You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, getting it in
You niggas selling 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
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
(in broad) daylight, no pretendo
I grew up 'round a bunch of monsters
Apply 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 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 (murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide, ya ya