356 Baby Rico - Homicide

All my niggas gon' ride All my niggas gone slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly, homicide, homicide
All my niggas gon' ride All my niggas gone slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly, homicide, homicide
Breaking them bridges over a bitch I came to win so I can't even trip
Caught in my mind so I roll me a spliff I jot and Jot wanna ice out my wrist
I took them L's had to learn to get lit Stuck in the system since I was a kid
Ketchup like Heinz gotta learn to get rich She call me playa, to the bag I'm a blitz
She call me daddy, she like how I move Different to me, ain't got nothing to prove
She liking me and I'm liking her too She like a drug, I'm addicted, can't lose it
Smoke in my mind, feeling lucid He ain't a op nigga, who dis
Tell him to slide and he losing Some hard headed niggas with toolies
When we popped out after dark, kinda late In the field running from all of the jakes
Tall grass separate from all of the snakes I don't trust her, she better tat my name
Make it out for granny inside the grave Don't need a lighter, I'm bringing a flame
Rico the Reaper, the Ruger hit brains Speak in the lyrics cause I hide my pain
Was hanging back in lockdown Now they think I'm hot now
OZ with the chopper ready, spray your whole block down
Taking notes from me, I got a pen so start to plot
Now he been couched up, I told Lil dude, he need a watch out
All my niggas gon' ride
All my niggas gon' slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly
Homicide, Homicide
All my niggas gon' ride
All my niggas gon' slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly
Homicide, Homicide
All my niggas gon' ride
All my niggas gon' slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly
Homicide, Homicide
All my niggas gon' ride
All my niggas gon' slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly
Homicide, homicide
We had came from the same struggles
Yeah, the same place in the gutter
They're different stories in my mind
One after another
I jumped off granny's porch and since then
I ride with my brothers
And hard times never mattered, we still look over each other
I want diamonds on my pendant, nigga
Plenty of spending, nigga
I ride with some reckless hitters
Goofies cropped out the picture, you know you ain't stepping, nigga
All out been in your feelings
I'm grinding to make a million
But they don't know my vision
No, they don't really listen
Gotta step off my pivot
Stuck in that place, but now I'm out
I swear I gotta get it
They hating where I'm headed
They want me in a casket
If they run up, ain't dumb enough
You know I'm dying, blasting
Lil Fa, he been a savage
Keep glocks to have you dancing
You least expecting it is probably when we really planning
Bullets hit lips romantic
To the trap if it ain't with rapping
Been grinding, I'm taking my chances
All black like I'm a bandit
All my niggas gon' ride
All my niggas gon' slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly
Homicide, homicide
All my niggas gon' ride
All my niggas gon' slide
Bullets fly, bullets fly
Homicide, homicide

Written by:
Treyden Jay

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