paroles de chanson FroZone - Homixide Gang

Homixide
Huh, what?
Huh, what?
Huh, what?
What?

Yeah, diamonds, my neck and my wrist, huh, yeah
You know that shit froze (what?)
I walk in to check on my bitch (what, yeah)
You know I do the most (what?)
And diamonds sit right on her toes (what?)
We ain't duckin' oregano, no smoke (what?)
The chopper be right by my side, you know it's gon' blow
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

I'm stickin' to my motherfuckin' gang, we cannot go (woo)
We been on a bean and we rollin' (rollin')
We stackin' this paper, get paid (paid)
Lil' bitch, I'm stuck in my ways (my ways)
We in the trap, yeah, shit rollin' (shit rollin', shit rollin', shit rollin')
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Yeah, we been on the beat, 25-8
You know we get paid (ha)
I'm stackin' my bread every day (ha)
We been on a bean and we rollin', huh (rollin')
The chopper on me, huh (what?)
You know I'm totin'
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
The chopper on me (what?)
You know I'm totin'

Okay, yeah, okay (okay)
I'm keepin' that chopper every day (what?)
There's a hundred-round on my K (what?)
And that's what I'm totin' (totin', Homixide)
You play with this shit (what?)
You know we gon' roll 'em
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
You play with this shit (what?)
You know we gon' spin 'em (spin)

Chill with my brother', I'm with 'em
You playin' this shit? We gon' bin 'em
Ay, rockstar, yeah, my lifestyle, huh
Remember them day ones with us, huh
Yeah, but back then (what?)
It was more realer
Now they on my dick, talkin' 'bout they don't remember (what?)

Yeah, diamonds, my neck and my wrist, huh, yeah
You know that shit froze (what?)
I walk in to check on my bitch (what, yeah)
You know I do the most (what?)
And diamonds sit right on her toes (what?)
We ain't duckin' oregano, no smoke (what?)
The chopper be right by my side, you know it's gon' blow
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

I'm stickin' to my motherfuckin' gang, we cannot go (woo)
We been on a bean and we rollin' (rollin')
We stackin' this paper, get paid (paid)
Lil' bitch, I'm stuck in my ways
We in the trap, yeah, shit rollin' (shit rollin', shit rollin', shit rollin')
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, homixide)

The chopper so big, you can't hold it (hold it)
You shoot it, it knock off your shoulders (shoulders)
We gettin' them drugs and we rollin' (rollin')
I like codeine inside of my soda (soda)
She like, "Boy, you been gettin' a little older" (little older)
I hit from the back and I hold her (I hold)
I hit from the back and I stroke it (I stroke)
I hit from the back and I hold it (I hold)

Ridin' 'round with my boy, we count these racks, huh (huh)
Catchin' all these plays, you know we text, yeah (yeah)
Comin' out at night, we dressed in all black, yeah (yeah)
Demons on my left and on my right, huh (huh)
It's a murder scene about my boys, huh (huh)
Pullin' up with heaters, that's my boys, huh (huh)
Bitch, you know we geekin', yeah, you know it (know it)
My diamonds out the freezer, they so frozen (frozen)

Yeah, diamonds, my neck and my wrist, huh, yeah
You know that shit froze (what?)
I walk in to check on my bitch (what, yeah)
You know I do the most (what?)
And diamonds sit right on her toes (what?)
We ain't duckin' oregano, no smoke (what?)
The chopper be right by my side, you know it's gon' blow
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

I'm stickin' to my motherfuckin' gang, we cannot go (woo)
We been on a bean and we rollin' (rollin')
We stackin' this paper, get paid (paid)
Lil' bitch, I'm stuck in my ways (my ways)
We in the trap, yeah, shit rollin' (shit rollin', shit rollin', shit rollin')
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, homixide)