[Intro]
(BJ on one)
(Red Jon)
(D-Roc)

[Chorus]
Homicide is outside, the neighbors turn off they lights
They say them n***as shot a scene
It be murder outside, better be strapped up when you ride
'Cause they can even murder me
Swerve on sum, make sure that you murder
Out that window, got that choppa bangin' back to back
Out that window, I heard that's how a Bleeda just got smacked

[Verse 1]
Murder man, who the fuck wan' play my gang?
We gon' burn your house up, shoot your mama, we do anything
Murder man, hmm, murder man
We wait on side your housе, he come out, and we murk that man
You find him dеad, you crying, you scared
I'm laughing like I'm watching Ed
I'm jocing off your pussy ass, laughing off your pussy ass
Get money off you, bitch
I know you hear me spit that gangster shit
That shit y'all talking, don't exist, n***a, fuck with this
Million dollars, gon' send a thousand rounds around your home
You and your daughter getting bust up soon as you make it home, believe that
Jesus, blood, I bleed that
It ain't nobody that could save 'em when I'm on they ass
When I'm on they ass
Ain't nobody that could save 'em when I'm on they ass
Hmm, they hatin' on us, 3Three
He was talking that shit that night, by day, we left him on the street
[Chorus]
Homicide is outside, the neighbors turn off they lights
They say them n***as shot a scene
It be murder outside, better be strapped up when you ride
'Cause they can even murder me
Swerve on sum, make sure that you murder
Out that window, got that choppa bangin' back to back
Out that window, I heard that's how a Bleeda just got smacked

[Verse 2]
Two dead on the porch one day, 4-1 on the interstate
I'm the one caught Fredo Bang, ask him who he seen spraying
I'm the one that murked your man, and matter of fact, bitch over 8
Bang out when it's time, with my Drac', and I ain't the one who lay
I heard Treyquincy jumped the gate, I'm hearing 'bout Keedie, full of pain
We shot that pussy in his face
Few months later, you see him layin' again, n***a
Bitch ass n***a, you n***as ain't my twins, n***a
So fuck you n***as, I'm ready, let's get in, n***a
No water, no juice, just pop out, and no gin, believe that
I'm with my n***a, Bobo thuggin' again, we in here
We turn the music loud, talk 'bout killin' again, believe that
I heard that boy child arm got took off playing like that
Ain't no pick or choose, I'm talkin' 'bout, ayy
She could be 8, she could be 3, she gon' catch one to the face, she play one game with this murder business
It's 4KT, all these motherfuckin' green flags, you think you ain't gon' die?
[Chorus]
Homicide is outside, the neighbors turn off they lights
They say them n***as shot a scene
It be murder outside, better be strapped up when you ride
'Cause they can even murder me
Swerve on sum, make sure that you murder
Out that window, got that choppa bangin' back to back
Out that window, I heard that's how a Bleeda just got smacked

[Outro]
What- what- What he say?
Out that- out- out- out that window
I heard this how-
I heard this how a Bleeda just got smacked, n***a
This Lil Top, you heard me?
I ain't say- all I heard, I heard, n***a