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[feat. Killa Sin] [Intro: kung-fu movie samples] I don't give a damn! I'll kill anyone in my way [Killa Sin:] Homicide city shit [x2] Yeah yeah, homicide, yo You see the neck lit, fist glisten, chain drippin, lane shiftin Riding dirty dirty, got that thang, know I stay grippin Facin life with it or without it bitch it's same difference Lames drippin if it's day or night, I'm a bang with it Situation's sickenin niggaz broke, and they cain't fix it Dough is all I know so if you slip it, then I cain't miss it Ain't mention Sin and broke niggaz, in the same sentence Got the game twisted, mayne listen, say pimpin What you pushin? Product pumpin like a piston hardly gettin by Or probably gettin high off what you pitchin, while we sittin fly Tryin to keep it simplified, movin like we Semper Fi My niggaz is born to ride, y'all niggaz get sent to die All you do is mention I, general exemplify Sin City been gritty, ten city enterprise About to make it twenty-five, utilize my witty mind To improvise my goal to reach the, all-time city high You don't want the semi flyin nine at your Hemi fine Letras de cancionesAll you gotta do is send me mine, you got plenty time Mad cause my ones up, and scared cause my guns bust God's mind is divine, I'll shine on you dumb fucks Sin never dumbstruck, dram'n on the dump pumps Hit any man in the face they're like, sanitation dump trucks Dodge magnum chunks up, big enough to slug thugs out The bubble butts hop off the cots to play double dutch Glock in a double clutch, you don't want no trouble trust Rug cutter you're jugular, promise you your blood'll gush Dead smack in front of us get clapped dead you front on us Your back ledge, you rats feds can't front like you one of us Stack "Bread" like "Wonder" from the winter 'til the summer come Upgrade to made, that's when the Benzs and the Hummers come I ain't want no Hummer stunt, ask how I stack well like Maxwell Nigga tryin do a little some'n some'n From Letras Mania