Shoreline Mafia - Homicide lyrics

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Shoreline Mafia - Homicide lyrics

This a BandGang, Off The Xan Gang When I'm in the A, I be post wit' ManMan When I'm in the D, I be post wit' Lonnie And my b***h wit' the sh**s like she Bonnie Ron-Ron do that s**t Glock .40, gotta tuck it by my Tommy's Chain swangin', if you reach, it's a hommy It's gon' be a homicide, I don't work a 9 to 5 I be sellin' dope in the trap, gettin' hella high n***as barely gettin' by, they be on some bum s**t I be on some take all the bread and the crumbs s**t Yo' b***h a cold piece, she swallow all my munchkins s**in' on my d**k in the middle of the function s**in' on my d**k in the middle of the party Vlone like Bari, said I'm daddy like I'm Maury Tryna have a minage jus' like Safaree 3 car garinage and it's full of Ferrari's I be sippin' lean, I don't really sip Bacardi I made it off the coke, and the dope, and the molly I be sippin' lean, I don't really sip Bacardi I made it off the dope, and the coke, and the molly This a BandGang, Off The Xan Gang When I'm in the A, I be post wit' ManMan When I'm in the D, I be post wit' Lonnie And my b***h wit' the sh**s like she Bonnie Glock .40, gotta tuck it by my Tommy's Chain swangin', if you reach, it's a hommy It's gon' be a homicide, I don't work a 9 to 5 I be sellin' dope in the trap, gettin' hella high Hey, Ron Ron on the beat, man I'm on the stove wit' it (on the stove wit' it) Man you n***as sheep, man I'm a gorilla Lookin' like a E, man I see the ho in you (boy) Cut into a freak, like b***h I see the gold in you Hold on $5,000 on me then I spread it out (spread it out) 94, 96, n***a take every route (take every route) N***a you ain't never hit a country town and tear down (and tear down) You ain't never come back n***a 8 thou' Lil' n***a sit down, this big boy s**t (big boy s**t) N***a I ain't no rapper, I'll split yo' s**t (I'll split yo' s**t) Hell we threw 'em on the street stop sendin' that s**t (stop sendin' that s**t) And the old heads love me 'cause I'm livin' this s**t (cause I'm livin' this s**t) And y'all last two k**as, yeah they both got hit (hey) My last two b**hes yeah they both got pimped (hey) Hey that Drako got a kick almost broke my wrist (hey) Hey I'm still on the run tell the judge s** a d**k This a BandGang, Off The Xan Gang When I'm in the A, I be post wit' ManMan When I'm in the D, I be post wit' Lonnie And my b***h wit' the sh**s like she Bonnie Glock .40, gotta tuck it by my Tommy's Chain swangin', if you reach, it's a hommy It's gon' be a homicide, I don't work a 9 to 5 I be sellin' dope in the trap, gettin' hella high