Homicide lyrics

[Chorus]
Now, it's time for a glide
Past your ride, it's homicide
Now, it's time for a glide
Past your ride, it's homicide

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I told your b*tch-ass, dude
About what a G was gonna do
Heard you was goin' by your momma's house
And I'll be hidin' low to make the bullets come out
Yeah, mothaf*cka, you got done
Thought you was on the top, but you wasn't number one
I caught all the words you said
About how you wanted a baller dead
But you got caught first
Now you headin' for a laid-back hearse
I chilled in the cut
Then jumped by your ride, three shots' what's up
And I did it real fast
Silencer put on there, you didn't hear the blast
Yeah, I did the job right
Playin' decision, now, I'm out in the night

[Chorus]
Now, it's time for a glide
Past your ride, it's homicide
Now, it's time for a glide
Past your ride, it's homicide
[Verse 2]
Yeah, now, what's the deal?
I'm sittin' back, laughin' 'bout it, how I did the kill
Finished the job quick
Got your boys looking like you're playin' pick-up-sticks
I caught all you busta's
Checkmate, faggot-ass, snitch-made cluckers
And you knew I was a fool
And I heard through the grapevine what you was gon' do
And you punks couldn't do sh*t
'Cause I was the first G to make the hit
Aimed right by your low
And let the .44 blow
I hit your boys in the chest, and you in your mug
Now, y'all sittin' stiff, givin' each other hugs
End of story
I finished on top, with all the glory

[Chorus]
Now, it's time for a glide
Past your ride, it's homicide
Now, it's time for a glide
Past your ride, it's homicide