Homicide

Homicide
In my hood you gon' blow or you gon' end up dead
I say this street shit ain't no joke, you better use yo' head
Nigga make yo' money, [?] told me get my bread
My ni*** put his trust up in a bitch and now he dead
All my niggas tellin' me I need to chill
My momma say stay out the streets, she pray I don't get killed
Can't trust no ni*** or no bitch, no they don't keep it real
I'm scarred for life, yeah, I stay with it bitch, I shoot to kill
P, I put that on Lil Dave, I'll murk one of these niggas
I'm rollin 'round I'm just waiting on you niggas
When I spot you bitch I got you, I been waitin on you niggas
I'ma hop out with that 4 pound, I'ma bang it 'til it's empty
We gon' stick the plug, pull up in a spyder
Ridin 'round with that rifle, this bitch here be decipher
Say I'm walking with my .40, this bitch got alotta bodies
NBA, that be the gang whole clique full of robbers

I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And ni*** when I see you it's gon' be a Homicide, ni***
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy ni*** when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy ni*** when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Look I been blockin' with this draco tryna murk one of you niggas
Mac 11 burst, t-shirt with yo' picture
Catch you up the Glock and wave
I got a cake bake for you niggas
Up the chopper drill 'em and make sure I'ma kill 'em
Drum on the Glock I squeeze this bitch and smush yo' shit flat
F*** a ni*** if I jacked you, you can't get yo' shit back
I'm with that ni***, Homicide, if you come get back
If I'm in it I'm comin or I'ma send that
Nigga know what it is
I'ma slang this bitch, I catch a ni*** slippin'
Niggas been trippin' lately
So I keep extentions
Better bounce out or this cake cutter gon' burn shit you when it hit you
Tell yo' family get some tissue
You bitch you, mafia

I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And ni*** when I see you it's gon' be a Homicide, ni***
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy ni*** when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy ni*** when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Hold on bitch, get yo' mind right
Don't talk to me like I'm a child
Pull up on side 'em at the red light and I'ma open fire
Countin' money for my niggas
You know tell em free Lil Ky
Catch that pu*** ni*** who killed Lil Dave then you gotta die
We know that the [?] team after us
Call my phone, yea I got it I'ma bag it up
Pussy ni*** run up in this bitch and I'ma bag 'em up
I say we ridin' 'round with that cutter ain't no smashing us
Youngboy be the name
NBA, be the gang
Jump up out the whip and spray this bitch without no aim
Motha' f*** you choose the wrong gang

I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And ni*** when I see you it's gon' be a Homicide, ni***
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy ni*** when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy ni*** when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
La canción 'Homicide' de YoungBoy Never Broke Again refleja la cruda realidad de la vida en las calles, donde la violencia y la traición son moneda corriente. YoungBoy habla sobre la importancia de sobrevivir en su barrio, donde la ley del más fuerte impera y la lealtad es escasa...