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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Homixide Beno!
Homixide Beno!
Stimme und Gesang
Homixide Meechie
Homixide Meechie
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Keyon Thomas
Keyon Thomas
Texte
Demetrius Chatman
Demetrius Chatman
Texte
Juan Ricardo Caceres
Juan Ricardo Caceres
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chico
Chico
Produzent:in
Phillip “YPTHISBANGS” Williams Jr.
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

Shit Homixide, Homixide Shit Homixide, Homixide Yeah, trench coat, yeah, we undefeated (Homixide, Homixide) Gotta keep a burner while you runnin' through the streets Living in a Snotty World runnin' with some beasts Bitch, I'm a dog, I was let off the leash We on the run from the fuckin' police (Homixide, Homixide, what?) Red on the bottom when I lift up my feet (Yeah) Smackin' down shit like WWE Million dollar niggas, yeah, we livin' out a dream Fuck the politics, niggas don't know a thing Gotta free the Problem and the motherfuckin' Demon (No cap) Yeah, we be geekin' Yeah, we be tweakin' (Yeah) Takin' off drugs and we break 'em in pieces Play with guitars and we runnin' up digits (Let's go) Rollin' up Runtz, got my wrist out the freezer (What?) Homixide Lifestyle the way we be living (Uh, yeah) Trench coat, nigga, yeah, we winnin' (Trench coat) Fuck the lil' boys and the critics (Fuck 'em) I'm out here, tryna get paid (Get paid) A pussy nigga stuck in their ways (Let's go) They broke, yeah, they sorry Eatin' Calamari in my 'Rari Double cup, tryna get faded The bitch said I'm stuck in my ways But I gotta keep it tucked, yeah, I'm never lackin' Run from a nigga, nah, that ain't happen I'ma put it out, then smack him, I'ma blast him Better get low, it's a switch Put it on that bitch, yeah, get down Runnin' 'round town, Homixide runnin' this bitch All 5, Big 5, runnin' this shit Play with this shit, we'll knock off your fit (Huh) (What?) (It's Homixide) (Niggas know what we do) (I reach for my choppa, we step on shit) Yeah, trench coat, yeah, we undefeated (Homixide, Homixide) Gotta keep a burner while you runnin' through the streets Living in a Snotty World runnin' with some beasts Bitch, I'm a dog, I was let off the leash We on the run from the fuckin' police (Homixide, Homixide, what?) Red on the bottom when I lift up my feet (Yeah) Smackin' down shit like WWE Million dollar niggas, yeah, we livin' out a dream Fuck the politics, niggas don't know a thing Gotta free the Problem and the motherfuckin' Demon (No cap) Yeah, we be geekin' Yeah, we be tweakin' (Yeah) Takin' off drugs and we break 'em in pieces Play with guitars and we runnin' up digits (Let's go) Rollin' up Runtz, got my wrist out the freezer (What?) Homixide Lifestyle the way we be living (Uh, yeah)
Writer(s): Keyon Thomas, Demetrius Chatman, Juan Ricardo Caceres Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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