Homicide Gvng Songtext
von Key Glock

Yo, Mannie
Ayy

I′m a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (glizock)
Homicide gang, my young - 'nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young - be smokin′ shit (fah)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this - (yeah)

I'll be right back, lil' -, I got some dough to get
I hop up in my foreign, it don′t matter which one, they notice it
Got 30 in my clip even though I be on some solo - (yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she said, "Goddamn, holy -"

This - hittin′ like Holyfield, I'm shootin′ -, you know I will (yeah)
Gang 'nem tryna overkill, and the opps, they know we is (yeah)
Bart chain cost a quarter mill′ plus a 60, that's for real (yeah)
-, I′m signed to the field, yeah, I still ain't signed a deal
Percocets, no Benadryl, been gettin' money and still is
Every time you see me, I got two cups, they like, "You still ill" (yeah)
Every time you see me, I got it tucked, -, I still will
Pull this motherf- out my Amiri jeans and pull the trigger (bah)


Yeah, shoot a - like Mike (yeah)
I jumped up off the porch before I jumped up on the mic′ (yeah)
Yeah, this - just too easy, I be rappin′ my real life (yeah)
I'm ruthless just like Eazy, I ain′t goin' without a fight, - (ayy)

I′m a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (glizock)
Homicide gang, my young - 'nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young - be smokin′ shit (shit)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit

Hold up, lil' -, I got me some more dough to flip (hold up)
Cash rules everything around me like I grow this - (yeah)
I just poured up a four of Tris and now I'm floatin′ and - (yeah)
- act like - ′bout these -, but you know this - (yeah)
In the East Coast with my blicky, never leave without my stick (bah)
- rats, yeah, they be Mickey, me, myself, and I, the kid
When I shoot this chopper, they like "This - is accurate" (bah)
When I shoot this chopper, they like "This - is talented" (yeah)

Money talkin' to my ex like, "I told you" (yeah)
Yeah, my heart cold, but my wrist might be colder (yeah)
I just got the drop, I told the opps I′m comin' over (skrrt, yeah)
I just got the drop, I told the opps I′m comin' over (yeah)


I′m a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (glizock)
Homicide gang, my young - 'nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young - be smokin' - (yeah)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this -

I′ll be right back, lil′ -, I got some dough to get (hold up)
I hop up in my foreign, it don't matter which one, they notice it
Got 30 in my clip even though I be on some solo - (yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she said, "Goddamn, holy -"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah