Paroles de Homicide Pt. 2

Woah (Leor, light it up) Lil Top, nigga (Smoke) Homicides, homicides, we know how to make mamas cry Catch 'em 'fore he walk inside, baow, baow, blrrt Crybaby, crybaby, walk down and we pull onside Fuck wrong with the people? Talk crazy, YoungBoy, I say: Terminate 'em Fuck wrong with them? I ain't wastin' none of my lean, are you crazy? Had her pistol totin' on the scene, that's my baby Four, five hoes 'round, three, five sticks too I wanna know when these pussy niggas got like this though Like why, why, pussy niggas lyin' like they want my soul? All these niggas hoes, they all hoes Tell 'em fuck that tension, I'ma make sure that they know She said she don't smoke no dope, come with me, know what it is Stay up out my fuckin' house, this is not no place for kids She tellin' me she love me Bitch ain't poppin' pussy, she ain't stayin' over Know I pop the pussy, ain't no layin' on me Flawless diamonds, come and check the timin' Baby know I'm grimy, ooh, baby know I'm slimy Make that ho go buy lil' bro a stick Just so I can tell him to shoot shit up inside this bitch Pussy nigga, I say Homicides, homicides, we know how to make mamas cry Kill her child, kill her child, we make fuckin' mamas cry People tell you lots of things, but chopper bullets never lie Never know who tellin' names, that's why they go to every side Homicides, homicides, we know how to make mamas cry Catch 'em 'fore he walk inside, baow, baow, blrrt Crybaby, crybaby, walk down and we pull onside Fuck wrong with the people? Talk crazy, YoungBoy, I say: Terminate 'em