FivesUpRoddy - Homicide In Miami

No more talking for them other guys
Specially not the other side
It's no more talking FUCK THE WORDS
This just my message for a homicide
I'm at the door so ima knock til you ready
5, 6 months not ina booth they should've popped some confetti
I had the mask on fore the vid & it got ugly like Freddy
Clip spaghetti love to talk but now they silent like deadies
Look
Don't worry bout the money hun
Whip look like a signed a deal then make yah bitch hop in it, damn I'm having fun
Might just kop a Beamer & the inside look like honey buns
Bank keep saying welcome back they know that I ain't come for nun
Thinking that I won the lotto
Take yah time be patient just bear wit me like I'm from Chicago
Niggas popping pills to kill you bugging I'll just kop a bottle
Bitch I'm HennyBoyz for life these niggas acting like miscotoes
Pockets filled wit blues just like that box before you tap to follow
When I'm feeling sleepy got a hitman just to send some hollows
Say I make her eyes water trust me dawg you know she swallow
Know my vision clear and other niggas look like Reposado
But let's continue
Never lacking you could ask about me
Up in 22 we got 4 seasons so they ask about me
Fuck it get the scene lightened
Nigga all my chains equivalent to getting yah teeth whitened
Stay up good side don't see me just to be frightened
Sorry for the wait tho
Nah we not no body builders
But we pushing weight tho
Boy been getting kinda chubby
Say it's happy weight tho
Niggas think they really top 5
Can't hold they weight tho, I'll wait tho
Need me a deposit an appearance make em fait tho
Niggas think they really know the word until they bait tho
Only thing I'm saving is my bred don't need a cape tho
And my niggas been gorillas but never rocking bape tho
Know that we gon make it home
Got a 40 for my bitch
Shouldn'tv put it ina song
She not reaching for a call
Nah she reaching for the chrome
Laser aiming at his neck
But the bullets hit his dome
Boy it's been a past to remember
But the way my life been going it's been a bad few December's
Boy just get up get a bag
You on yo ass that's a lecture
Been ina kut for a while I'm ina lab like I'm dexter
Jersey

Written by:
Terrod McLean

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