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tommy wright iii - homicidal ride كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: project pat]
load that .44, get yo’ mask
(?) mad as f_ck, mane i finna kick sum ass
rollin’ deep, lookin’ good, loced out in yo’ neighbourhood
nothin’ but bullet lead shot at yo’ head, b_tch i thought you understood
jumpin’ up out the f_ckin’ car shootin’ at ’em tryna k!ll ’em dead
(?) hangin’ up out the roof, t dog makin’ ’em eat sum lead
gangsta d stomp the gas, (?) they f_ckin’ blood
(?) as i head to the hill, b_tch you know it ain’t no love
havin’ thoughts of them hoes, mane that hit was funny as h_ll
but i think (?)
burnin’ yawk hot to my skin (?) got them tricks in the morgue
(?) .44 hollow points spray (?) in yo’ head
blood spill (?)
headed back to the funeral home, all i see is blood and tears
(?) i’m hangin’ up outta that chevy, i’m blastin’, harassin’
these n_ggas that’s constantly runnin’ they die, victim of a h0m_cide

[verse 2: mac t dog]
jump into the monkey suit, tie up my boot, slippin’ on them (?) gloves
(?) blunt that i had from last night (?) .38 slug
c_ck it back, put it on my waistline, headed out the front do’ ho
4 corner n_ggas in the junt for the ’95, knockin’ on yo’ do’ like death tho
(?) blastin’ at yo’ funky ass
(?) puttin’ you b_tches in a bodybag
(?) leavin’ you b_tches stankin’, body hangin’ ho
what’s up to my n_ggas spankin’ in 201 on the second flo’
buck these b_tches, buck these b_tches cuz you know we strapped like (?)
beatin’ these bustas down to the ground, hollow points makin’ these tricks take a nap
step to the hood, you gon’ die (?) up in a line of fire
4 corner n_gga (?) a homicidal ride
[verse 3: project pat]
duck and dodge, scared to die, project pimp a psycho thug
(?) shootin’ that thang, have ya feelin’ burnin’ pains
in yo’ chest, chop you up, hit you like a f_ckin’ crash
hollow point turn up and break through yo lungs comin’ up out yo’ f_ckin’ ass
runnin’ yo’ mouth, makin’ me cl!ck, ’bout to get yo’ c_izz_ap peeled
now you on the ground, meetin’ yo’ death, f_ckin’ with the f_ckin’ hill
(?) finna pull yo’ f_ckin’ card
(?) the rest of the hill, had to call my n_gga (?)
(?) up in this b_tch
infrared scopin’ yo’ ass with a beam, time to plot a f_ckin’ scheme
chillin’ with my n_gga lil tommy, princess loko, t dog n_gga
straight from the mothaf_ckin’ hill but i’m also down with the mothaf_ckin’ 4 corner k!llas

[verse 4: mac t dog]
beat a b_tch to the flo’, (?) 4 corners ho
(?) river, tied up in a (?)
.45 glock hollow points pop, tearin’ off you biches face
now yo’ f_ckin’ casket closed (?)
(?) so d_mn thick (?) one of you b_tch ass boys
makin’ all these sucka bustas, neighbourhood (?)
mac t dog finna cl!ck with that tizzy tec_9
bullets rippin’ through yo’ chest, rotatin’ to yo’ f_ckin’ spine
if you ain’t down with the d_mn sh_t trick watch yo’ ass gone die
t dog on a mission b_tch cuz it’s just a homicidal ride

- tommy wright iii

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