Homicide by TaySav Lyrics
[Intro]
Gang, bitch
Let it bang, bitch
We Insane, bitch
We run up on him
Yeah, close range, bitch (Where you going?)
Then we change shit (Boom, boom, boom)
Feeling niggas, we be killing niggas for the same shit
We hang shit
You drop the P's, then we take yo brains, bitch
[Verse 1]
Gang shit
You ain't got no bodies, so don't claim shit
We take shit
We rob you if you looking like a stain, bitch
Me and Lucci, menaces like we O-Dog and Caine, bitch
This four nickle got hollow tips
It feel you up with pain, bitch
Stop it, bitch
If I up this Glock, then I'ma rock it, bitch
I'm guaping, bitch
I got your yearly profits in my pockets, bitch
We popping shit
Pull up on yo block and get to mopping shit
We dropping shit, then get put up and watch it all on FOX and shit
We popping, bitch
Twelve be tryna stop me, but ain't stopping shit
Foolie got the mop, he ain't talking 'bout no boxing shit
We rocking, bitch
Pull up at them fifi's, not on no bopping shit
Y'all talking, you not on shit
This Glock I got got lots of kick
No lacking, bitch
We be whacking shit
That's for Pappy, bitch
We patching shit
You ride through my hood and get no passes, bitch
Let them demons out
That's Lil Shotta and Lil Spazz, bitch
That's yo girl? She swallowing kids
That lil nasty bitch!
[Refrain]
Flash, bitch
We be smoking dope
Yeah, that's that gas, bitch
What the fuck is you gon' do when gang get on yo ass, bitch?
Pull up, bop out on yo block
I hope you can run fast, bitch
We catch yo ass in traffic, bullets blast, you get to crashing shit
Flash, bitch
We be smoking dope
Yeah, that's that gas, bitch
What the fuck is you gon' do when gang get on yo ass, bitch?
Pull up, bop out on yo block
I hope you can run fast, bitch
We catch yo ass in traffic, bullets blast, you get to crashing shit
[Verse 2]
Catch me with them shooters, nigga
Rest up my bro, Shoota, nigga
We ain't tryna look for who is who
We just shooting niggas
Lemon squeeze be shooting threes like his ass be hooping, nigga
Hit a nigga up with the 30 clip
You won't need a script for this movie, nigga
Goofy nigga
Say you with the shits, then come and prove it, nigga
I be counting them blue figures
Make a nigga wanna come school me, nigga
I'll put a nigga in the mix
Then leave him in a ditch if he think he finna school me, nigga
You will get fixed with this toolie, nigga
Make a nigga twitch when the Uzi hit him
We grave duggers
Free Bang, my 'Sane partner
We don't care if the Jake's watching
We'll spray the K, make it rain shots
Where you going?
Nigga, ain't no running when it's snowing
I be blowing green like I'm [?]
We taking out niggas out them cars like they [?]
Young nigga got you sticked up?
Well, y'all better get them sticks up
'Cause we ain't coming just in the winter, nigga
We coming any day
So in the middle of the month of May, make you feel like it's December
Y'all took real gang members
Swear, shit don't feel the same, nigga
Y'all wanna feel this pain, nigga?
I'm a main nigga
Swear, Pappy should've stayed, nigga
So instead we gotta slay niggas
[Refrain 2]
Boy, it's 2016
Out of 17, we caught 16
We was out here really killing niggas like Mike going for that sixth ring
Niggas acting like they can't get touched 'til they feel how that hot shit feel
Now that Glock .40 got a blue beam
That's the last thing that that bitch seen
Boy, it's 2016
Out of 17, we caught 16
We was out here really killing niggas like Mike going for that sixth ring
Niggas acting like they can't get touched 'til they feel how that hot shit feel
Now that Glock .40 got a blue beam
That's the last thing that that bitch seen
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Gang, bitch
Let it bang, bitch
We Insane, bitch
We run up on him
Yeah, close range, bitch (Where you going?)
Then we change shit (Boom, boom, boom)
Feeling niggas, we be killing niggas for the same shit
We hang shit
You drop the P's, then we take yo brains, bitch
[Verse 1]
Gang shit
You ain't got no bodies, so don't claim shit
We take shit
We rob you if you looking like a stain, bitch
Me and Lucci, menaces like we O-Dog and Caine, bitch
This four nickle got hollow tips
It feel you up with pain, bitch
Stop it, bitch
If I up this Glock, then I'ma rock it, bitch
I'm guaping, bitch
I got your yearly profits in my pockets, bitch
We popping shit
Pull up on yo block and get to mopping shit
We dropping shit, then get put up and watch it all on FOX and shit
We popping, bitch
Twelve be tryna stop me, but ain't stopping shit
Foolie got the mop, he ain't talking 'bout no boxing shit
We rocking, bitch
Pull up at them fifi's, not on no bopping shit
Y'all talking, you not on shit
This Glock I got got lots of kick
No lacking, bitch
We be whacking shit
That's for Pappy, bitch
We patching shit
You ride through my hood and get no passes, bitch
Let them demons out
That's Lil Shotta and Lil Spazz, bitch
That's yo girl? She swallowing kids
That lil nasty bitch!
[Refrain]
Flash, bitch
We be smoking dope
Yeah, that's that gas, bitch
What the fuck is you gon' do when gang get on yo ass, bitch?
Pull up, bop out on yo block
I hope you can run fast, bitch
We catch yo ass in traffic, bullets blast, you get to crashing shit
Flash, bitch
We be smoking dope
Yeah, that's that gas, bitch
What the fuck is you gon' do when gang get on yo ass, bitch?
Pull up, bop out on yo block
I hope you can run fast, bitch
We catch yo ass in traffic, bullets blast, you get to crashing shit
[Verse 2]
Catch me with them shooters, nigga
Rest up my bro, Shoota, nigga
We ain't tryna look for who is who
We just shooting niggas
Lemon squeeze be shooting threes like his ass be hooping, nigga
Hit a nigga up with the 30 clip
You won't need a script for this movie, nigga
Goofy nigga
Say you with the shits, then come and prove it, nigga
I be counting them blue figures
Make a nigga wanna come school me, nigga
I'll put a nigga in the mix
Then leave him in a ditch if he think he finna school me, nigga
You will get fixed with this toolie, nigga
Make a nigga twitch when the Uzi hit him
We grave duggers
Free Bang, my 'Sane partner
We don't care if the Jake's watching
We'll spray the K, make it rain shots
Where you going?
Nigga, ain't no running when it's snowing
I be blowing green like I'm [?]
We taking out niggas out them cars like they [?]
Young nigga got you sticked up?
Well, y'all better get them sticks up
'Cause we ain't coming just in the winter, nigga
We coming any day
So in the middle of the month of May, make you feel like it's December
Y'all took real gang members
Swear, shit don't feel the same, nigga
Y'all wanna feel this pain, nigga?
I'm a main nigga
Swear, Pappy should've stayed, nigga
So instead we gotta slay niggas
[Refrain 2]
Boy, it's 2016
Out of 17, we caught 16
We was out here really killing niggas like Mike going for that sixth ring
Niggas acting like they can't get touched 'til they feel how that hot shit feel
Now that Glock .40 got a blue beam
That's the last thing that that bitch seen
Boy, it's 2016
Out of 17, we caught 16
We was out here really killing niggas like Mike going for that sixth ring
Niggas acting like they can't get touched 'til they feel how that hot shit feel
Now that Glock .40 got a blue beam
That's the last thing that that bitch seen
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