Key Glock - Homicide Gvng Lyrics

(Yo, Mannie)
Ayy

I'm a down south, diamond mouth, Glock .9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young nigga them the coldest (yeah)
Homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (fire)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit (yeah)

I'll be right back, lil' bitch, I got some dough to get (hol' up)
I hop up in my foreign, and it don't matter which one, they notice it
Got thirty in my clip, even though I be on some solo shit (yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she say, "Goddamn, holy shit"

This shit hittin' like Holyfield, I'm shootin' shit, you know I will (yeah)
Gang 'nem tryna overkill, and the opps, they know we is (yeah)
Bart chain cost a quarter-mill', plus a sixty, that's for real (yeah)
Bitch, I'm signed to the field, yeah, I still ain't signed a deal
Percocets, no Benadryl, been gettin' money, and still is
Every time you see me, I got two cups, they like, "You still ill"
Every time you see me, I got it tucked, nigga, I still will
Pull this motherf*cker out my Amiri jeans and pull the trigger (bah)
Yeah, shoot a nigga, like Mike (yeah)
I jumped up off the porch, before I jumped up on the mic' (yeah)
Yeah, this shit just too easy, I be rappin' my real life (yeah)
I'm ruthless, just like Eazy, I ain't goin' without a fight

Ayy, nigga, I'm a down south, diamond mouth, Glock .9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young nigga them the coldest (yeah)
Homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (fire)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit (yeah)

Hol' up, lil' bitch, I got me some more dough to flip (hol' up)
Cash rules everything around me, like I growed this shit (yeah)
I just poured up a four with juicy, now I'm floatin' and shit (yeah)
Niggas act like bitches 'bout these bitches, but you know this shit (yeah)
In the east coast with my blicky, never leave without my stick (bah)
Niggas rats, yeah, they be Mickey, me, myself, inadequate
When I shoot this chopper, they like, "This nigga is accurate" (bah)
When I shoot this chopper, they like, "This nigga is talented" (yeah)
Money talkin' to my ex, like, "I told you"
Yeah, my heart cold, but my wrist might be colder (yeah)
I just got the drop, I told the opps I'm comin' over (skrrt)
I just got the drop, I told the opps I'm comin' over (yeah, nigga)

I'm a down south, diamond mouth, Glock .9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young nigga them the coldest (yeah)
Homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (fire)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit (yeah)

I'll be right back, lil' bitch, I got some dough to get (hol' up)
I hop up in my foreign, and it don't matter which one, they notice it
Got thirty in my clip, even though I be on some solo shit (yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she say, "Goddamn, holy shit"

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah