Chords for Homicide

We ride, go tell him it's a homicide.
Go tell him it's a homicide. _
_ We ride, go tell him it's a [B] homicide.
Yeah, yeah.
[Ebm] You say you want to take a ride?
Get in.
I grew up on that other side.
Get in.
We tell him about your past.
Snatch a bean.
I heard you say it going down.
Go tell him it's a homicide.
Get the merch.
Go tell him it's a homicide.
I want to make you a little thirsty.
Go tell [Eb] him it's a homicide.
I heard you DOA.
Go tell him it's a [B] homicide.
Ain't got nothing.
[Ebm] Got nothing.
Fighting, shooting, killing, riding, been tripping, spitting, firing.
In the kitchen, making pies, taking mines, making mines.
Yellow tape, black gun, fill it with them hollow shells.
And leave the sting bloody, buddy.
Can't nobody tell.
Catch a plane to the ATL.
Lay low in a deep motel.
Whatever suits you.
And get a few things [Eb] from my cousin Future.
Now I'm back on and popping like trapping, rapping in the cut.
Talk, [Ebm] I'ma f*** you up.
They don't recognize who I am or where I'm from.
So I hit the strip club, banging 20 grip.
Treble with the bass.
Put that thing up in your shaven head.
And leave your body bleeding on the paper, man.
You say you want to take a ride?
Get in.
I grew up on that other side.
Get in.
We tell him about your past. Snatch beans.
I heard you said going down.
Go tell him it's a homicide.
Go tell him it's a homicide.
Go tell [Eb] him it's a homicide.
Go tell him it's a [B] homicide.
And yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah.
I'm in your rap.
Open up that fire for you.
Hey, ask yourself that.
You got a question in your standing next to you.
Cut him off.
[Ebm] I grew up on the side.
You got to make yourself a boss.
The shit on you and the tench they give.
[Eb] Cross you out on the leash.
If you ain't ready for the infinite and cool.
It's a dirty world.
You got to get your hands dirty.
I'm going [B] for the title with my [Ebm] hands on a rifle.
Put in the same work you put in in survival.
Looking at my rival.
They looking suicidal.
[Eb] Kick them bodies off racks.
I can spot a rat.
[Ebm] Let the grip talk the play.
You say you want to take a ride? Get in.
I grew up on that other side.
Get it in.
Tell a bunch of pie.
Snatch a bean.
I heard you say you're going [B] down.
I'm going in.
[Ebm] Go tell him it's a homicide.
Go tell him it's a homicide.
Go tell [Eb] him it's a homicide.
I heard you say your way.
Go tell him it's a [B] homicide.
And yeah, [Ebm] yeah, yeah.
Slang a bunch of flies.
Ain't going to snatch a pin.
I play them streets as young as you.
Ain't never like Nintendo.
Don't gangsta's in the yard.
Get my mother smoked, careful.
They'll kick me if you in your broad.
They like no Nintendo.
I grew up around a bunch of monsters.
Got that pressure on you.
Be so scared for your life.
And call the [Eb] police on you.
You ready, say you ready.
You going to starve [B] or you won't feed it.
Your life [Ebm] will change in a second.
Good or bad, don't open your mouth, make sure you steady.
Ain't no telling who listening.
Make a wise decision.
Up across the track like who's listening.
When you rap, you better know who's shooting.
You say you want to take a ride, get in.
I grew up on that other side, get it in.
Sell a bunch of pies, snatch a pin.
I heard you say you're going [B] down or going in.
[Eb] Go tell [Ebm] him it's a homicide.
Go tell him it's a homicide.
Go tell [Eb] him it's a homicide.
Go tell him it's a [B] homicide. _
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