Homicide Songtext
von Future feat. Snoop Dogg

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Go tell ′em it's a homicide
Go tell ′em it's a—
We ridin'
Go tell ′em it′s a homicide
(Jon Boii) Yeah, yeah

You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, gettin' it in
These niggas sellin′ bunch of pies, snatch a Benz
I heard you say it's goin′ down, I'm goin′ in

Go tell 'em it's a homicide (murder)
Go tell ′em it′s a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it′s a homicide (heard it's DOA)
Go tell ′em it's a homicide (yeah, yeah)

Fightin′, shootin', killin', ridin′
Crippin′, trippin', spittin′ fire
In the kitchen, bakin' pies
Takin′ mines, makin' mines


Yellow tape, black gun
Fill it with them hollow shells
And leave the scene bloody
Buddy, can′t nobody tell

Catch a plane to the ATL
Lay low in a cheap motel
Whatever suit ya
And get a few thangs from my cousin Future

Now I'm back on and poppin' like
Trappin′, rappin′ in the cut
Talk shit, I'll fuck you up

They don′t recognize who I am or where I'm from
So I hit the strip club bangin′ 20 Crip, cuhz
Treble with the bass, put that thang up in yo' shavening
And leave yo′ body bleedin' on the pavement

You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, gettin' it in
These niggas sellin′ bunch of pies, snatch a Benz
I heard you say it′s goin' down, I′m goin' in

Go tell ′em it's a homicide (murder)
Go tell ′em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell 'em it′s a homicide (heard it′s DOA)
Go tell 'em it′s a homicide (yeah, yeah)


How many'll ride? Open up that fire?
(Aye, ask yourself that, nigga)
You gotta question a nigga standing next to you, cut him off
I grew up on the side you gotta make yourself a boss

Niggas′ll shit on you any chance they get
Cross you out on a lick (straight up)
If you ain't ready for the envy, then quit
It′s a dirty world, you gotta get your hands dirty (can't play fair)

I'm goin′ for the title with my hands on the rifle (I want it)
I put in the same work you put in, survival
Lookin′ at my rival, they lookin' suicidal
Keep them bodies off wax, I can spot a rat (snitch niggas)
Let the guitars play (brrat)

You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, gettin′ it in
These niggas sellin' bunch of pies, snatch a Benz
I heard you say it′s goin' down, I′m goin' in

Go tell 'em it′s a homicide (murder)
Go tell ′em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell ′em it's a homicide (heard it′s DOA)
Go tell 'em it′s a homicide (yeah, yeah)

Slang a bunch of pies, and go and snatch a Benzo
I played them streets as a young nigga, ain't never liked Nintendo
Them gangstas in the yard, them my motherfuckin' kinfolk
They′ll kidnap you and yo′ broad (in broad) daylight, no pretend-o

I grew up 'round a bunch of monsters, apply that pressure on ya
Be so scared for ya life, you call the police on ya
You ready? Say you ready
You gon′ starve or you want fetti? Yo' life′ll change in a second

Good or bad, don't open yo′ mouth, make sure you shut it
Ain't no tellin' who listenin′, make a wise decision
I′m from 'cross the tracks, like Boosie
When you ridin′, you better know who shootin'

You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, gettin′ it in
These niggas sellin' bunch of pies, snatch a Benz
I heard you say it′s goin' down, I'm goin′ in

Go tell ′em it's a homicide (murder)
Go tell ′em it's a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell ′em it's a homicide (heard it′s DOA)
Go tell 'em it's a homicide (yeah, yeah)