"Homicide For The Cash" lyrics
Homicide for the cash
Ridin'━ Ri━ Ridin'━ Ridin 'round with a gun and mags (Hahaha)
Yeah! Hypnotize Minds!
Project Pat! Get over here!
The nigga'll cut your heart, straight cross!
[?]
M━ M━ M━ M-town!
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
I don't talk, that's when I trip, automatic
.45, out the Tommy gun, kill the static
Think you smart 'cause you ain't hard? I'ma do ya part
AK-40 be in my truck car, I'ma do your part
Thought it, but I finished it, never cuttin' slack
Shot that thing in his torso, tearin' off his back
Motherfuck, like a guilty fuck, how I never dread
You were scared, but you had it, both shots in the head
Flower in the pot, cookin', crackhead hoes, I heard hookin'
Murkin' me? I ate up all my old block, way it's lookin'
Keep my cool and get my bread, sometimes hustle it like this
Throw it down the bed, I grab a mask and go and rob again!
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Ya'll niggas know how the streets come, with the mask and a gun
4 AM in the night, shootin' it one inside at night like a bonfire
Bullets get to squirting, hollow points, hackin' bodies, stuff like in his story, too
What, punk, you shoulda paid me, you suckers wanna play me
For months I've read it, but this ain't— I'm havin' this baby
We crazy, the hood rob you niggas for shootin' coats
Stickin' through the eyes of the man, no clues
We both left on the scene, thousands green, now you showin'
Owed to a nigga in our hood, now we knowin'
To these drug dealers presidents, now we goin'
K-blurred ninjas on the dope, keep it goin'
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
I can hear the stabbin' in the back, big boy grawlin'
Gunned 'em both down, and we kept on brawlin'
What sounded like I could hear was shotgun cockin'
Nigga came out the back with his shotgun poppin'
Poppin' off to the side and let the chopper talk back
That's when he turned, and he ran and caught two in the back
I smack suckers in the mouth and ass once for that newbie
You see me comin', and you gotta stop, you better shoot me
Boy, you better do me 'cause if you don't, it's no love
Niggas tryna chew me, turnin' like a doughnut
Got no job, ride a Cadillac, stacks in the nigga lap
Creepin' by the undercover, tryin' not to get flat
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Ridin'━ Ri━ Ridin'━ Ridin 'round with a gun and mags (Hahaha)
Yeah! Hypnotize Minds!
Project Pat! Get over here!
The nigga'll cut your heart, straight cross!
[?]
M━ M━ M━ M-town!
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
I don't talk, that's when I trip, automatic
.45, out the Tommy gun, kill the static
Think you smart 'cause you ain't hard? I'ma do ya part
AK-40 be in my truck car, I'ma do your part
Thought it, but I finished it, never cuttin' slack
Shot that thing in his torso, tearin' off his back
Motherfuck, like a guilty fuck, how I never dread
You were scared, but you had it, both shots in the head
Flower in the pot, cookin', crackhead hoes, I heard hookin'
Murkin' me? I ate up all my old block, way it's lookin'
Keep my cool and get my bread, sometimes hustle it like this
Throw it down the bed, I grab a mask and go and rob again!
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Ya'll niggas know how the streets come, with the mask and a gun
4 AM in the night, shootin' it one inside at night like a bonfire
Bullets get to squirting, hollow points, hackin' bodies, stuff like in his story, too
What, punk, you shoulda paid me, you suckers wanna play me
For months I've read it, but this ain't— I'm havin' this baby
We crazy, the hood rob you niggas for shootin' coats
Stickin' through the eyes of the man, no clues
We both left on the scene, thousands green, now you showin'
Owed to a nigga in our hood, now we knowin'
To these drug dealers presidents, now we goin'
K-blurred ninjas on the dope, keep it goin'
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
I can hear the stabbin' in the back, big boy grawlin'
Gunned 'em both down, and we kept on brawlin'
What sounded like I could hear was shotgun cockin'
Nigga came out the back with his shotgun poppin'
Poppin' off to the side and let the chopper talk back
That's when he turned, and he ran and caught two in the back
I smack suckers in the mouth and ass once for that newbie
You see me comin', and you gotta stop, you better shoot me
Boy, you better do me 'cause if you don't, it's no love
Niggas tryna chew me, turnin' like a doughnut
Got no job, ride a Cadillac, stacks in the nigga lap
Creepin' by the undercover, tryin' not to get flat
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
Homicide for the cash, homicide for the cash
Homicide for the cash, ridin' 'round with a gun and mags
