Homicide Gvng Lyrics – Key Glock
Singer: Key Glock
Title: Homicide Gvng
(Yo, Mannie)
Ayy
I’m a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young n#gg# ‘nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young n#gg#s be smokin’ sh#t (Fah)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know that sh#t (Yeah)
I’ll be right back, lil’ b#tch, I got some dough to get
I hop up in my foreign, it don’t matter which one, they notice it
Got thirty in my clip even though I be on some solo sh#t (Yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she said, “g#dd#mn, holy shit”
This sh#t hittin’ like Holyfield, I’m shootin’ sh#t, you know I will (Yeah)
Gang ‘nem tryna overkill, and the opps, they know we is (Yeah)
Bart chain cost a quarter-mill’, plus a sixty, that’s for real (Yeah)
b#tch, I’m signed to the field, yeah, I still ain’t signed a deal
Percocets, no Benadryl, been gettin’ money and still is
Every time you see me, I got two cups, they like, “You still ill”
Every time you see me, I got it tucked, n#gg#, I still will
Pull this m#th*rf#ck*r out my Amiri jeans and pull the trigger (Bah)
Yeah, shoot a n#gg# like Mike (Yeah)
I jumped up off the porch before I jumped up on the mic’ (Yeah)
Yeah, this sh#t just too easy, I be rappin’ my real life (Yeah)
I’m ruthless just like Eazy, I ain’t goin’ without a fight, n#gg# (Ayy)
I’m a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young n#gg# ‘nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young n#gg#s be smokin’ sh#t (sh#t)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know that sh#t
Hold up, lil’ b#tch, I got me some more dough to flip (Hold up)
Cash rules everything around me like I grow this sh#t (Yeah)
I just poured up a four of Tris and now I’m floatin’ and sh#t (Yeah)
n#gg#s act like b#tches ’bout these b#tches, but you know this sh#t (Yeah)
In the East Coast with my blicky, never leave without my stick (Bah)
n#gg#s rats, yeah, they be Mickey, me, myself, and I the kid
When I shoot this chopper, they like “This n#gg# is accurate” (Bah)
When I shoot this chopper, they like “This n#gg# is talented” (Yeah)
Money talkin’ to my ex like, “I told you”
Yeah, my heart cold, but my wrist might be colder (Yeah)
I just got the drop, I told the opps I’m comin’ over (Skrrt, yeah)
I just got the drop, I told the opps I’m comin’ over (Yeah)
I’m a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young n#gg# ‘nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young n#gg#s be smokin’ sh#t (Yeah)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know that sh#t
I’ll be right back, lil’ b#tch, I got some dough to get (Hold up)
I hop up in my foreign, it don’t matter which one, they notice it
Got thirty in my clip even though I be on some solo sh#t (Yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she said, “g#dd#mn, holy shit”
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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