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Chevy Woods

Genres: Hip-Hop

Homicide Lyrics - Chevy Woods

I bought a whole o to smoke 

i'm riding high 

my n-ggas with me, they down to ride 

i got my change up, they looking like they surprised 

got n-ggas hatin' on me hard cause my paper right 

money from the flo' way up to the sky 

now they wanna know and they wonder why 

i got my wings when i was young so i tend to fly 

i put my chain on, they saying it's homocide 

and i'm killin' 'em, it's homocide 

i'm killin' 'em, it's homocide 

 

I got my change up, they looking like they surprised 

n-ggas hatin' on me hard cause my paper right 

but i'm killin' 'em, it's homocide 

i'm killin' 'em, it's homocide 

i got my wings when i was young so i tend to fly 

i put my chain on, they saying it's homocide 

i'm killin' 'em 

 

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First 48, first 48 

took out 50 racks and blew the first 48 

i aint worried about spending bread cause i got more to make 

soon as they see that maserati they gone surely hate 

hundred for a show, can you afford a date 

and that's just one show, imagine what my tour gon make 

police ran up on my tour bus 

but hey my n-ggas more money more problems 

more lawyers on the case 

n-ggas at the grammy's 

i was at the crib working 

heard they little dis but i'm just being the big person 

never been trained, still my aim near perfect 

everything i spits murder, bow 

 

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With black on black cars coming through 

presidential sh-t, tints on the whip 

so dark can't see who riding in that bitch 

suits and tie's no questions why 

somebody get a box ready for these guys 

no four door, had the coupe that ride 

that eagle right here if you wanna feel fly 

no games though, no names spoke 

this crack right here, cocaine flow 

i don't know what you doing but i'm paid bro 

yeah i pitch that 9 like pedro 

 

Stuck in the car with my n-gga i'm ready to ride 

we on our way to the top, watch that paper rise 

 

Keep telling everybody what you gonna do 

middle finger like f-ck what you going through 

all i know is that money that i'm going to 

and them gang gang boys wanna bore you 

like wassup cuz i told you 

just money in the pocket, fold you 

t-a-y-l-o-r g-a-n-g gang 

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