It's a body, it's a body
This is for them, niggaz that
And stand there for two minutes
Don't fuckin' run up on a whip and spray somethin'
There's a body in a drop, body in a lot
Bullet in the chamber round on the ground
Sunup, sundown, my fish scale move
And that's why homicide all around
While your moms and your pops in deep clouds of depression
And if a nigga wanna stop it he gon' be fish food
It's a body in a drop, body on the block
Or that thing on your hip nigga better spray right
It's a nine, it's a nine
Don't run up on no whip
So the feds want my face on that damn number card
Yeah, Yayo rhyme but I murk a person
That's the beauty of gruesome violence
I turn your head into pasta and baked zucchini
Cocksucker, this ain't rap, check my rap sheets
It's a hole, it's a hole
I drag you in your elevator, hit the stop button
Hole in his pants, holes everywhere
I'm in that brand new Range, when I pull up kid
You best to believe I did that to you, nigga
I feed you to the rats with peanut butter on yo' feet
And you know how I ride when the beef is on
It's a nine, it's a nine
Four fours bark loud, you layin' in heaven
That's what, that's gangsta, nigga, you hear me?
There's a body, there's a body
I'm in apartment 4B, wipin' down the llama
In broad daylight, you better think twice
So when I pop somethin', they can't fingerprint nothin'
There's a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Gas your team, nigga, I'ma blast your team
And that's why homicide all around
Fuck you, listen, lemme tell you somethin'
And when your mind leave your body your spirit is soul searchin'
With two freaks kissin' like, Britney and Madonna
Lemme see you, shoot a nigga brains out
Matter of fact, I didn't do that to you
44 bulldog, get money hustle hard
Like that bitch did that rasta in New Jack City
And body a nigga when I get the fuck outta here, man
Got a shit load of guns right now, nigga
I turn your brains into red concrete stains
And that's why homicide all around
And that's why homicide all around
Pull up, la la like Jamaican songs
I got plastic milk jugs full of gasoline
There's a hole, there's a hole
When you see them suits and ties
Bullet in the chamber round on the ground
I hope you wit'cho bitch, I'm lovin' your dame
It's a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Niggaz talk it, they don't live it, these niggaz is butt
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the clip
Go through they projects and they jewels is tucked
Shoot her ass and her heart, hit her jugular vein
Hole in his pants, holes everywhere
C'mon man, shit is real, man
Homicide, come around, I'm gone, nigga
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the clip
And that's why homicide all around
Just run up on a nigga and blow his fuckin' brains out
And that's why homicide all around
I'm loudmouth, nigga but my Ruger silent
Feelin' to fuckin' kill somebody right now, nigga, fuck!
Body uptown, body downtown
Body uptown, body downtown
