500 Homicides (Explicit)
Lil Durk"500 Homicides (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Durk, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:27 long and contains 65 lines and 506 words.
Lyrics
0:03Oh these niggas ain't gangstas
0:05Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh
0:07Free 'nine b**ch
0:11We still got real niggas out here so everybody gangsta
0:14Where you from ni**a
0:15Free the gas man you ain't from where we from
0:19I told my niggas we gon' make it man
0:21It's a f**king movement man
0:24We a f**king family we ain't a gang
0:26Otf squad
0:29These niggas is b**ches getting info from b**ches
0:32Go and tell to the piggies
0:33I'm tryna get riches and stay on that business
0:36Free bro niggas snitching
0:37My case almost over you lucky one pending
0:39I put 2 in his lemon this 4-5 a lemon
0:41Extended clip for his niggas
0:43And he ain't sh*t to his niggas
0:44We don't hesitate from dede and bebe
0:46Just know that the opps ain't never safe
0:48Load up the glock and reload the 8
0:50Do a drill on the op no clones I see dots
0:52Acgs for the god's church and one power rock
0:55I'm on the block
0:56Hope my tape don't flop and it go gold when it drop
0:59I'm not a liar start d'ing them baggies and we risking indictment
1:02Just to get flier than the first day ticket united 300 the riot
1:06Murder murder kill kill in the jam I'll never squeal
1:09My label only time I deal
1:11I f**k with g's b's moes kings snakes
1:134's and the niggas under kneel
1:15Silver spoon you don't know how hunger feel
1:17Dreaming 'bout 100 mil step on that curb with 100 pills
1:20Western union money to bro and them in the cell doing 20 years
1:24And I lost a couple of these niggas
1:26And they ain't never seen 20 years oh
1:28Heard them die when I was out of town
1:30Sh*t happen when I'm not around
1:32Slide through every opp block and we up shots till they not around
1:35What's up with this twitter beef
1:37Thought we was keepin' it in the streets
1:39They mad I'm in the winner seat
1:41From the summer time 'till winter breeze
1:43And choppa squeeze b**ch go blaat blaat blaat
1:47I ain't even gotta rap rap rap rex nem in the trap trap trap
1:50One time no light bulb bro n em got a lamp lamp lamp
1:54Where you from you ain't stamped stamp stamp
1:56Niggas know we the champ champ champ
1:58Got niggas sneak dissin' it ain't rap
1:59Make a real ni**a gotta spit facts
2:01Got some niggas saying keep it only rap
2:03That's how these old niggas stay on the map
2:05Headshot we ain't getting into that
2:07Niggas tellin' hands full of pens and pads
2:08Grab a pack blood bleeding real bad
2:10Doin' hit in a coupe in a range or an audi
2:13F**k a ni**a doubt me
2:14All on my dick when they see me
2:16Knowing this b**ch wanna be me
2:18Hell yea you can die over a retweet
2:19I'm grabbing my pole on mimi
2:21I can't see a ni**a like stevie
2:23I won't tell I'll take me a bg
2:25Let's get it
2:27Gang
Oh these niggas ain't gangstas Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh Free 'nine b**ch We still got real niggas out here so everybody gangsta Where you from ni**a Free the gas man you ain't from where we from I told my niggas we gon' make it man It's a f**king movement man We a f**king family we ain't a gang Otf squad These niggas is b**ches getting info from b**ches Go and tell to the piggies I'm tryna get riches and stay on that business Free bro niggas snitching My case almost over you lucky one pending I put 2 in his lemon this 4-5 a lemon Extended clip for his niggas And he ain't sh*t to his niggas We don't hesitate from dede and bebe Just know that the opps ain't never safe Load up the glock and reload the 8 Do a drill on the op no clones I see dots Acgs for the god's church and one power rock I'm on the block Hope my tape don't flop and it go gold when it drop I'm not a liar start d'ing them baggies and we risking indictment Just to get flier than the first day ticket united 300 the riot Murder murder kill kill in the jam I'll never squeal My label only time I deal I f**k with g's b's moes kings snakes 4's and the niggas under kneel Silver spoon you don't know how hunger feel Dreaming 'bout 100 mil step on that curb with 100 pills Western union money to bro and them in the cell doing 20 years And I lost a couple of these niggas And they ain't never seen 20 years oh Heard them die when I was out of town Sh*t happen when I'm not around Slide through every opp block and we up shots till they not around What's up with this twitter beef Thought we was keepin' it in the streets They mad I'm in the winner seat From the summer time 'till winter breeze And choppa squeeze b**ch go blaat blaat blaat I ain't even gotta rap rap rap rex nem in the trap trap trap One time no light bulb bro n em got a lamp lamp lamp Where you from you ain't stamped stamp stamp Niggas know we the champ champ champ Got niggas sneak dissin' it ain't rap Make a real ni**a gotta spit facts Got some niggas saying keep it only rap That's how these old niggas stay on the map Headshot we ain't getting into that Niggas tellin' hands full of pens and pads Grab a pack blood bleeding real bad Doin' hit in a coupe in a range or an audi F**k a ni**a doubt me All on my dick when they see me Knowing this b**ch wanna be me Hell yea you can die over a retweet I'm grabbing my pole on mimi I can't see a ni**a like stevie I won't tell I'll take me a bg Let's get it Gang
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