Homixide Gang – What It Is?! -prod by Pierre Bourne- ( Lyrics Letra) Letra
What It Is?! Lyrics by Homixide Gang & Pi’erre Bourne
Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
What? What? All that cap nigga
What? All that bap, nigga, let me tell you somethin’, go scrap, nigga
Ah, what it is? (What?) Ah, ah, what it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah, what it is? (What?) Ah, ah
He don’t even tote no strap, uh (What?)
He don’t even walk down the map (What?)
He ain’t ever did that shit (What?)
Nigga be cap in his raps (What?), uh
Let’s spin (Spin, spin, uh, uh)
Let’s spin (Spin, spin, uh, uh, uh)
Let’s spin (Spin, uh), double cup friend (What? Uh)
Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh)
Y’all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What?)
Everywhere I go wit’ the bros, uh, nun’ of them friends (What?)
Ain’t even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh
Came from the struggle (What?), uh, we stick with each other
(Uh, uh, uh) Spin, (Uh, uh, uh) spin (Spin)
(Uh, uh, uh) Spin (Spin), spin (What?)
Fourteen years old, I had sticks in my momma couch (What?)
Don’t care ’bout rockstar, I trapped from my momma house (Trapped from my momma house, what?)
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I pray for ’em daily (Pray for ’em daily, what?)
Please Lord, forgive my brothers, uh, they spin on ’em daily (Spin, spin, uh)
We trap on ’em daily (Trap on ’em daily), we get ’em goin’ crazy (We get ’em goin’ crazy)
Yeah, yeah, we rockin’ out shows, lil’ boy, yeah, the fuck you pay me? (Ain’t no bap)
Yeah, I’m trappin’ for real (I’m trappin’ for real), I trap, I’ma flip, yeah
We gettin’ em gone, lil ‘boy, we do this shit for real
Hahaha, ah, what it is? (What?) Ah, ah, what it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah, what it is? (What?) Ah, ah
He don’t even tote no strap, uh (No bap)
He don’t even walk down the map (All the cap)
He ain’t ever did that shit (What?)
Nigga be cap in his raps (What?), uh
Let’s spin (Spin, spin, uh, uh)
Let’s spin (Spin, spin, uh, uh, uh)
Let’s spin (Spin, uh), double cup friend (What? Uh)
Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh)
Y’all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What?)
Everywhere I go wit’ the bros, uh, nun’ of them friends (What?)
Ain’t even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh
Came from the struggle (What?), uh, we stick with each other
(Uh, uh, uh) Spin, (Uh, uh, uh) spin (Spin)
(Uh, uh, uh) Spin (Spin, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide), spin
We slidin’ in your window, it’s tinted (The tint)
We ride, we creep up with sticks (With sticks)
The draco got binary traits (Homixide, Homixide)
.762, big buss (Gang)
Snot Gang, rock out, let’s get it
We backdoor the trap, we takin’ your shit (Homixide, Homixide)
We walkin’ you down, you know we gon’ spin it (Homixide, Homixide)
And if I lose count, I count it again
All these blue hunnids on me
Snatch me a line and get geeked
My niggas ain’t showin’ no love (Homixide, Homixide)
They walkin’ you down for a feature (Gang)
Hahaha, ah, what it is? (What?) Ah, ah, what it is? (What?)
Ah, ah, ah, what it is? (What?) Ah, ah
He don’t even tote no strap, uh (What?)
He don’t even walk down the map (What?)
He ain’t ever did that shit (What?)
Nigga be cap in his raps (What?), uh
Let’s spin (Spin, spin, uh, uh)
Let’s spin (Spin, spin, uh, uh, uh)
Let’s spin (Spin, uh), double cup friend (What? Uh)
Yeah, I fuck her friends (What? Uh)
Y’all got the loneliest bitch, uh, I keep my ten (What?)
Everywhere I go wit’ the bros, uh, nun’ of them friends (What?)
Ain’t even got no friends, uh, these my brothers, uh
Came from the struggle (What?), uh, we stick with each other
(Uh, uh, uh) Spin, (Uh, uh, uh) spin (Spin)
(Uh, uh, uh) Spin (Spin), spin
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