Lyrics
You know, I don't have a lot of stories
Some talk fiction, I always talk facts
If it's quality street music
Then let's just be real about it then
Homicide city, another homicide
Catch a body for my zip code
Leave your top open like a fishbowl
Just know **** on the block with the fish scale
Get a pole, hit it slow, everybody on the block
They just tryna get it though, get it though
And tell that **** by the freeway, no subliminal's
We be climbing through your window slow
Big magazine, make you centerfold
Push the envelope, make a wall pop like your in a cove, finish you
Whipping through Iraq, ****, fuck Obama
These **** is fish swimming with piranhas
Watch homie get killed right on that corner
He was chasing commas, now he's a goner
Now we so focused 'cause we so hopeless
Grandma came down to me and spoke this
Game ain't full of shit but vultures
Your homies ain't your homies ****, you don't owe shit
Compton Academy
On ten with no batteries, that's why they mad at me
Some homies is casualties
That's my reality, go on the faculty
Hundred round drum when the K come
Young **** racing down the 'Crans as the bass thump
They won't give it to me, I'ma take some
Know I must pay for my sins when the day come
Catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city, another homicide
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Fingertips numb from the cocaine
Twenty thousand every time my door swing
Count it up again when the door close
Plug fronted you the work, you in the dope hole
Have a **** working 'round the clock taking your dope
Same clothes, **** never serve the popo's
Homie had the Presidential Rollie, it was so froze
He was ice cold till the shit got up in his nose
I done seen kings turn to crack fiends
**** used to keep the wheels on the 'Lac clean
Fuck around and caught a beam with a trap queen
Was rapping, packing just before I hit a rap dream
Was wrapping packages before I had a rap dream
Was doing robberies before I hit a rap show
The type of **** throw a forty in the powder
Cop a foreign off the lot
It got the motor in the back, ho
'Cause everyday a **** flexing, finessing
Full clip in my weapon, I blow like Bob Marley
No worries, no stressing, head honcho, the boss boy
I play my position, bitch, I feel like Nino
Before he was snitching, goddamn
Catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city, another homicide
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
I ain't from South Central, ****, I'm a menace
Get up out the car, homie, handle business
I give my youngin five hundred to handle witness
I found out you hiding out, your man'll get it
Catch a body for my neighborhood
I got a ratchet with the number scratched off, plus I ain't for good
Had the kush out in Ravenswood
Back in Harlem, had the sour, if you talking, better make it good
Better make it quick, I'm with a Jamaican bitch
Black and grey Raider fit, drugs, you can take your pick
What you want?
This ain't for your Instagram, don't take a pic
I was tryna take some grams, flip it all, make me rich
When I get around this money, it make me itch
Finger fucking my Nina, I'll make you take a shit
You got a bag where your stomach used to be
And I ain't talking Billboard, but my youngin's out here making hits
Probably run up in your crip for the safe box
Don't forget that combination when that pressure on
(What's the number?) Sweat dripping on the chrome forty-five
End your life if a **** breathe wrong and I hate cops
Catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city, another homicide
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Catch a, catch a, catch a body for my zip code
Homicide city
Homicide city, another homicide
Homicide city, another homicide
Homicide city, another homicide
Homicide city, another homicide
Written by: David Brewster, Donte Blacksher, Freddie Gibbs, Jason Wilkinson, Regis Bell, Tyree Simmons
