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og overdose - homicide lyrics

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[verse 1: og overdose]
in my hood you gon’ blow or you gon’ end up dead
i say this street sh-t ain’t no joke, you better use yo’ head
n-gga make yo’ money, monty told me get my bread
my n-gga put his trust up in a b-tch and now he dead
all my n-ggas tellin’ me i need to chill
my momma say stay out the streets, she pray i don’t get k!lled
can’t trust no n-gga or no b-tch, no they don’t keep it real
i’m scarred for life, yeah, i stay with it b-tch, i shoot to k!ll
i put that on shaam money, i’ll murk one of these n-ggas
i’m rollin ’round i’m just waitin’ on you n-ggas
when i spot you b-tch i got you, i been waitin’ on you n-ggas
i’ma hop out with that 4 pound, i’ma bang it ’til it’s empty
we gon’ stick the plug, pull up in a spyder
ridin ’round with that rifle, this b-tch here be decipher
say i’m walkin’ with my .40, this b-tch got a lotta bodies
hp, that be the gang whole clique full of robbers
n-gga got loose and a n-gga left his head in the street
now he dead in the street
no sh-t, we don’t go for that ho sh-t ’round here
can’t be scared on my street
they’ll bust your head on the street
if you want beef, dead n-gga
all of my n-ggas are savages, huh
have you dead by the weekend n-gga
i’m tatted up all on my sleeve
made me risk it then i run to the weed
my cousin found guilty of murder, it’s murder
it’s murder, more murder, we raised up in murder
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[hook: og overdose]
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
to make a n-gga wanna open up a full clip
homicide
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
now your funeral, the preacher’s at the pulpit
homicide
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
to make a n-gga wanna open up a full clip
homicide
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide..
now your funeral, the preacher’s at the pulpit
homicide
you can’t k!ll me
homicide
i put that on gang
homicide

[verse 2: hp bandzz]
i spent my whole life thinkin’ out the box
boxin’ homies three-on-one, got dp’ed but i ain’t drop
chirp on me, here i come, brrt, spin around the block
they blurped on me, said i ran a stop sign but that’s a lie
i spent my whole life starin’ at the stage
playin’ sega, daddy smokin’ sherm, mama playin’ spades
catchin’ vapors, grandma said i’d get some jordans for my grades
that’s my baby, when she died my heart broke a hundred ways
i spent my whole life tryna make it, tryna chase it
the cycle of a black man divided, tryna break it
you take a loss? sh-t, don’t cry about it, just embrace it
minor setback for major comeback, that’s my favorite
my n-gga l said, “you do a song with nip, k. dot he a better crip”
i said he a man first, you hear the words out his lips?
about flourishing from the streets to black businesses?
level four yard livin’ given to false imprisonment
listen close my n-gga
it’s bigger than deuces and fours my n-gga
since elementary we close my n-gga, yeah, straight like that
i give you the game, go back to the turf and give it right back
for generations we been dealt bad hands with bad plans
prove your dedication by hoppin’ out grand am’s
i’m at the premiere politickin’ with top, nip, and snoop
d-mn, pac watchin’ the way we grew, from dedication
i gotta pray for this sh-t on my momma
n-ggas be hating, its gonna be a homicide
everything i do, i always keep it 100
shooters on deck, p-ss it to your n-ggas

[hook: og overdose]
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
to make a n-gga wanna open up a full clip
homicide
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
now your funeral, the preacher’s at the pulpit
homicide
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
to make a n-gga wanna open up a full clip
homicide
n-ggas always on that bullsh-t
homicide
now your funeral, the preacher’s at the pulpit
homicide
you can’t k!ll me
homicide
i put that on gang
homicide

- og overdose lyrics

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