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Yea, yea, yea

[Verse 1: OG Overdose]
In my hood you gon' blow or you gon' end up dead
I say this street shit ain't no joke, you better use yo' head
N***a make yo' money, Monty told me get my bread
My n***a put his trust up in a bitch and now he dead
All my n***as tellin' me I need to chill
My momma say stay out the streets, she pray I don't get killed
Can't trust no n***a or no bitch, no they don't keep it real
I'm scarred for life, yeah, I stay with it bitch, I shoot to kill
I put that on Shaam Money, I'll murk one of these n***as
I'm rollin 'round I'm just waitin' on you n***as
When I spot you bitch I got you, I been waitin' on you n***as
I'ma hop out with that 4 pound, I'ma bang it 'til it's empty
We gon' stick the plug, pull up in a spyder
Ridin 'round with that rifle, this bitch here be decipher
Say I'm walkin' with my .40, this bitch got a lotta bodies
HP, that be the gang whole clique full of robbers
N***a got loose and a n***a left his head in the street
Now he dead in the street
No shit, we don't go for that ho shit 'round here
Can't be scared on my street
They'll bust your head on the street
If you want beef, dead n***a
All of my n***as are savages, huh
Have you dead by the weekend n***a
I'm tatted up all on my sleeve
Made me risk it then I run to the weed
My cousin found guilty of murder, it's Murder
It's murder, more murder, we raised up in murder
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[Hook: OG Overdose]
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
To make a n***a wanna open up a full clip
Homicide
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit
Homicide
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
To make a n***a wanna open up a full clip
Homicide
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide..
Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit
Homicide
You can't kill me
Homicide
I put that on gang
Homicide

[Verse 2: HP Bandzz]
I spent my whole life thinkin' out the box
Boxin' homies three-on-one, got DP'ed but I ain't drop
Chirp on me, here I come, brrt, spin around the block
They blurped on me, said I ran a stop sign but that's a lie
I spent my whole life starin' at the stage
Playin' Sega, daddy smokin' sherm, mama playin' spades
Catchin' vapors, grandma said I'd get some Jordans for my grades
That's my baby, when she died my heart broke a hundred ways
I spent my whole life tryna make it, tryna chase it
The cycle of a black man divided, tryna break it
You take a loss? Shit, don't cry about it, just embrace it
Minor setback for major comeback, that's my favorite
My n***a L said, "You do a song with Nip, K. Dot he a better Crip"
I said he a man first, you hear the words out his lips?
About flourishing from the streets to black businesses?
Level four yard livin' given to false imprisonment
Listen close my n***a
It's bigger than deuces and fours my n***a
Since elementary we close my n***a, yeah, straight like that
I give you the game, go back to the turf and give it right back
For generations we been dealt bad hands with bad plans
Prove your dedication by hoppin' out Grand Am's
I'm at the premiere politickin' with Top, Nip, and Snoop
Damn, Pac watchin' the way we grew, from dedication
I gotta pray for this shit on my momma
N***as be hating, its gonna be a homicide
Everything I do, I always keep it 100
Shooters on deck, pass it to your n***as

[Hook: OG Overdose]
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
To make a n***a wanna open up a full clip
Homicide
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit
Homicide
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
To make a n***a wanna open up a full clip
Homicide
N***as always on that bullshit
Homicide
Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit
Homicide
You can't kill me
Homicide
I put that on gang
Homicide