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homxcide - citizens lyrics
lets not stray from the fact they not certified catch a brim in the spot he feel mortified
got a knot on the head for the spicy talk they not beefin wit homi they terrified look
2 3 shots let that blow
got more knoxks i might go broke
these n_ggas don’t put in no work that’s on folk
heard these n_ggas is cappin bout sh_t they don’t tote
i’m rappin no cappin ya n_ggas is jokes if you spin through g than you finna get poked
n_ggas jack beef than we scr_pping
no relaxin
pistol packin
if he step outta line than we whack em
n_ggas jack gdk for the fashion
if he droppin the rakes it get tragic
n_ggas chatting
it’s all games till i spin with the rachеt
copped a grip but got no one to match it
n_ggas lackin
bullets rеadin ya mind telepathic
talkin hot don’t get caught up in traffic
n_ggas fiendin but don’t want the static
2 deep and we causing some havoc
boy you p_ssy you weak you a maggot
not to mention these n_ggas is f_ggots
gang
all black fit
clutch that grip
gang wit me so i won’t slip
they talkin bout gang like we ain’t with the sh_ts when i see em on my bro b_tch i’m dumpin a clip
f_ck what you jack
still ain’t get back
big ebk b_tch i’m heavy on that
ain’t doin no addin we only subtract
gang
gang
ya keep rappin bout love and these b_tches while i’m stuck to my road to the riches
i keep tellin ya snitches get stitches i catch me a rat he get put in them ditches
had enough im just countin my digits run up a hit than i’m out in a civic
they touch money than start actin different stop acting sl!ck see the hate that they givin
ain’t no stopping the way that i’m livin smokin on opps and that sh_t keep on hittin
n_ggas mad at the sh_t that i’m spittin suck my whole d_ck give a f_ck if you dissin
on a spree so you know i ain’t missin droppin more bodies to teach em a lesson
i got grips and i’m really aggressive hop out the cut see the change in expression
yea i ride wit the glee
homi da g ya not f_ckin with me
opp n_ggas talkin not fast on they feet man i’m bustin these triggers don’t care if i cheat
n_ggas want war
promise you not gon want more
touch one of mine and we takin like four
357s go straight through the door
now that boy leakin he dead on the floor
what
clutch it dump it we spin through gang gon rush it
we bang it no discussions don’t come dolo walk in caution
my demons shoot the function talk all big get tossed in hudson
dead opps they keep on bussin see my grip don’t push my b_ttons
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