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homicide - pedrodevyl lyrics

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her i go

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(pedro verse)
aye look
hey when it gets dark you we goin hard
my lil partner he just took a charge and he from boulevard
{4th ward}
you know he finna ride the feds he just went inside
and we alabama with the wave we just roll tide
new whip fire hawk tires yeah we golden glide
worked together for our whole lives we like ray and clyde
we abide by the rules why b-tch it’s do or die
hit the gas burning out the tires on the westside
open yo eyes it ain’t what you hear
negus without fear
we got pies that’ll hypnotize not twice a walk in here
went from hittin mozley park pool to chillin on a pier
went from riding marta buses now we flying on a lear
i’m the man of the year went from martin luther king
got my team then we hit the scene b-tch we got a dream
aye we been out here riding dirty but he want some clean
yeah he paid the whole thing but we gon’ still cut his lean
{got em’}

(daredevyl)
n-gga you can live n-gga you can die
n-gga you can peel n-gga you can ride
n-gga you a snitch boy you better hide
cause when we see you it’s gon’ be a homicide
homicide, homicide
when we see you it’s gon’ be a homicide
homicide, homicide
catch them k!llers layin’ at yo momma house

(pedro verse)
black taurus man they tryin to creep
and we been running for our lives for a couple of weeks
i can’t sleep
i’m losing weight
b-tch i gotta eat
and i been stressing and i’m still tryin’ to build a philippe’s
i played the game for real without the keeps
got a rich b-tch with good sk!lls and she don’t do nothing for cheap
{naw}
i’m a giant you a pipsqueak
say that’s yo b-tch
i might take her with me like i’m memphis bleek
i might get album of the year on y’all n-ggas like meek
you better keep yo -ss in church lil boy and stay up out them streets
i know you itching for that money and yo tooth is sweet
{amen}
yo life is worth more than a pair of jordan’s on yo feet
{amen}
i said it once i said it twice won’t say that sh-t no mo’
{naw}
aye f-ck them hoes i’m used to ice like i’m an eskimo
i’m sippin’ syrup out a t i’m at the texaco
where you at
argentina i just left from mexico
{argentina}

- pedrodevyl lyrics

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