Homixide Gang – B5 ( Lyrics ) Letra Homixide Gang Homixide Gang – B5 ( Lyrics )
Intro: Homixide Meechie
(Thanks for the gift, E)
Fast life
Fast life
Chorus: Homixide Meechie & Homixide Beno
Bitch, I live a fast life
Sex, money, drugs, guns, cash, this the fast life
Got some bad bitches in my contacts, I’m a bad boy
Fast car whippin’, yeah, I’m running through the red lights
Ask around the city, Homixide Gang the bad boys
Fast life
Sex, money, drugs, gun, cash
We the bad boys, all my niggas mixin’ up the swag
Yeah, we live a fast life (Homixide)
Opium bad boys (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Verse: Homixide Beno!
Spin the block (Spin)
Blue tips come with that mag, reroute that chopper, bang on the block (Homixide, Homixide)
Swiss cheese, yeah, thеy block, they callin’ the cops, we don’t givе a fuck (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Double back (What?)
Double back (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Spin
Yeah, I got a hundred-round drum, I’m gon’ hit at the boy, aim at his kin
Yeah, rockstar life, me and my bitch, huh, yeah that’s my twin
Oversized, yeah, my pants
Spikes all on my hand
I pop me a Perc’, then I pop me a Xan’
Now I’m going HAM
Chorus: Homixide Meechie
Bitch, I live a fast life
Sex, money, drugs, guns, cash, this the fast life
Got some bad bitches in my contacts, I’m a bad boy
Fast car whippin’, yeah, I’m running through the red lights
Ask around the city, Homixide Gang the bad boys
Fast life
Sex, money, drugs, gun, cash
We the bad boys, all my niggas mixin’ up the swag
Yeah, we live a fast life
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Homixide Gang – ROAD RAGE ( Lyrics ) Letra Homixide Gang Homixide Gang – ROAD RAGE ( Lyrics )
All these bitches, huh, yeah, they weird, weird
Money, I been fuckin’ up a jet
Jet
Yeah
Yeah
I got all these diamonds, they baguettes
Huh, Yeah
All my niggas, huh, yeah, they ready
I don’t fuck with messy bitches
Homixide
, no, they too petty
We just shot a video, road rage, yeah
Put some racks inside the hood
Yeah
, this a supercharged engine
I don’t fuck with messy bitches, no, ho, they too petty
Homixide, Homixide
Road rage, yeah
Homixide, Homixide
Road rage, yeah
Fuck what they said
We gon’ make them regret it
What?
Beat up the screen in the all white SRT, it can’t catch wind, huh
I’m Road Runner in this bitch, huh
I’m stuntin’ all on my seatin’
The Glock .10, yeah, on me, huh
Givenchy all on me, huh
A rockstar, yeah, my team, huh
Play wit’ me bitch and get sweeped
What?
Play wit’ me bitch and get sweeped
What?
Rockstar, yeah, my gang
Spikes all on my hand
Homixide, yeah, like Bane
Diamonds all on my mans
Play wit’ this shit and get sweeped
Yeah
Yeah
I got all these diamonds, they baguettes
Huh, Yeah
All my niggas, huh, yeah, they ready
I don’t fuck with messy bitches
Homixide
, no, they too petty
We just shot a video, road rage, yeah
Put some racks inside the hood
Yeah
, this a supercharged engine
I don’t fuck with messy bitches, no, ho, they too petty
Road rage, yeah
Road rage, yeah
Fuck what they said
We gon’ make them regret it
The drugs on me heavy
Road rage, yeah
Road rage, yeah
Road rage, yeah
Let’s go, Homixide
Homixide Gang – Gunz in SOHO ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Homixide Gang Homixide Gang – Gunz in SOHO ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro: Problem Child 5 & Homixide Beno!
Yo, 5-5-5
Ask me how I’m livin, I respond like 5
Grown men couldn’t solve the equation
Know I’m screaming “Free Problem Child”
I know Beenie and Migo rock out
You know it be a whole different thing when Demon pop out
Yo, 5-5-5
Free the 5
Yeah
Chorus: Homixide Beno!
This a Givenchy long green coat
It’s a Glock outside my home
Nigga play with mine
?
Spin the block, they ain’t know what that for
No matter that shit, you know I’m getting bank
.308, you know we don’t play
.308, it come with attachments
.308, you know I make it happen
Yeah
Yeah, it’s a Glock outside my home
This a Givenchy long green coat
With my fine ass Japanese ho, yeah
Verse 1: Homixide Beno!
I come out the window and creep
Chopper gon’ put that lil boy there to sleep
Play with my gang and you D-I-E
You know we in beef
Slime, black truck, know we four deep
Verse 2: Homixide Meechie
Tired of the horses, I’m runnin’ on demon
Watchin for police, we steady high-speeding
Know we got plenty
Percocet, Adderall, Xanny and shit
Gon’ run it up, run it up, times ten
All of my niggas
?
Homixide Gang, business
All my niggas, we get it
Yeah, we pop star
Turn the notch up, let’s go
We got the trap runnin’ for sure
Chorus: Homixide Beno!
This a Givenchy long green coat
It’s a Glock outside my home
Nigga play with mine
?
Spin the block, they ain’t know what that for
No matter that shit, you know I’m getting bank
.308, you know we don’t play
.308, it come with attachments
.308, you know I make it happen
Yeah
Yeah, it’s a Glock outside my home
This a Givenchy long green coat
With my fine ass Japanese ho, yeah
Homixide Gang – What It Is?! [prod by Pi’erre Bourne] ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Homixide Gang Homixide Gang – What It Is?! [prod by Pi’erre Bourne] ( Lyrics Letra )
Intro: Homixide Beno!
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
Chorus: Homixide Beno!
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 thеm friends What?
Ain’t even got no friеnds, 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?
Verse 1: Homixide Beno!
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
Chorus: Homixide Beno! & Homixide Meechie
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
Verse 2: Homixide Meechie
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
Chorus: Homixide Beno!
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
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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)
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