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deniro farrar - homicide lyrics

[intro: deniro farrar]
it’s like i done lost so many n-ggas on this soil, you know what i’m sayin’? to the game
heart cold from the pain
ayy, hines, talk to ’em

[chorus: j. hines]
you can see the pain in my eyes
i done seen way too many homicides
all my n-ggas, they gon’ ride
and it’s still f-ck the other side
all my n-ggas die for this sh-t (all my n-ggas)
big glock, i’m gon’ slide with this b-tch (yeah)
’cause i’m all out of favors to give (no, no)
in too deep, can’t play with this sh-t

[verse: deniro farrar]
task force in the city now, n-ggas servin’ that h
in and out of different rental cars, switchin’ up they plates
puttin’ work in the blender, whippin’ that b-tch up like a shake
still rock with my same plug, these other n-ggas in the way
drought came, ain’t nothin’ ’round, man, f-ck that, i’ma wait
told my n-gga don’t shop around, now he up the road with a case
bills comin’ in, money goin’ out, nothin’ left in the safe
judge told me on my last visit he don’t never wanna see my face again
big burner when i’m ridin’ dirty, gotta take me out, they can’t take me in
caught a n-gga with a gram on board, now the judge wanna give him eight to ten
wrote a statement on the whole clique, but he still had to go and do a bid
feds came in, did a sweep, takin’ real n-ggas ‘way from their kids
big dawg got 60 years, he ain’t never gon’ see the light again
real n-gga fed the whole street, man, sh-t’ll never be right again
n-ggas serve their mama dope for some lil’ money and some street fame
that’s just the street, man, free curly, rest g thang, yeah

- deniro farrar lyrics

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