Homicide
- Cam'ron (2014)You are listening to the song Homicide by Cam'ron, in album 1st Of The Month: Box Set (Deluxe Edition). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
29-5 live the courts are pigeon
Blame the economy the courts are living
Of course im living, bought some linen
Take a courts on winning, forts of women
Monday through Friday the Porsche is driven.
Change the range to Thursdays put that away
Hard top Wednesdays, drop top Saturdays
Sundays Piscataway, 8 Ki's I have we lay
Half today, my whole island like Gilligan its fast away.
By the way, [whats up dawg] whos hardest
Probation over yeah, ima catch some new charges
Crime the frickasy recipe, mess with me
40th my pedigree, Big L regale.
RIP to hand me legs, some name stamp he said
Saying my dear you tomorrow your families dead
You a fag, fairy, no homo that's scary
Don't mean a email or phone when I say blackberry.
[Hook:]
It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide
It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide
It's a homicide some here unlucky died
Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky fried.
[Verse 2:]
Figure I stay and lock it, fuck it 380 cock it
King Jaffe Joe, I feel like Spacely Sprockets
Come and weight these pockets, the profits display these profits
Play no way to stop it, my engine 80 rockets.
No Yao Ming, No T-Mac
Lambo, skeet rat, 300 G stacks
Want to place a bet please match, or breeze back
Offensive coordinator hater, I read traps.
These niggas need naps, they bitches got weave naps
Believe that fuck with my a seeds and you'll get seized, snatched
Over these pack we cap knee caps, teeth caps
Believe that fill your tweets, beat your raps.
[Hook 2x]
[Verse 3:]
Damn cam you did it to consumers
White and red boomers, blue and red laguna's
Dead all the rumors, all these rappers are my juniors
Ma you can't swim, well come follow the tuna.
Full moon, we got girls to moon us
No cuddling ma, you won't spoon us
Don't spit game, just sell rick jamees
Baby boy my nick name is switch lanes.
Slash stick change, slash get brain
Slash that nigga, slash make it rain
Slash tell summer girl, get the summer Z's
Know whats in the dungaree's, a hundred G's.
[Hook 2x]
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