29-5 live, the courts are pigeon   Blame the economy, the courts are living   Of course I'm living, bought some linen   Take a courts on winning, forts of women   Monday through Friday the Porsche is driven      Change the Range to Thursdays, put that away   Hard top Wednesdays, drop top Saturdays   Sunday's Piscataway, 8 ki's I have we lay   Half today, my whole island like Gilligan, it's fast away      By the way, what's up, dawg? Who's hardest?   Probation over, yeah, I'ma catch some new charges   Crime the fricassee recipe, mess with me   40th my pedigree, Big L regale      R.I.P. to hand me legs, some name stamp he said   Saying my dear you, tomorrow your families dead   You a fag, fairy, no homo, that's scary   Don't mean a e-mail or phone when I say Blackberry      It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, someone unlucky died   Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried      Figure I stay and lock it, fuck it 380 cock it   King Jaffi Joe, I feel like spacely rockets   Come and weight these pockets, the profits display these profits   Play no way to stop it and my engine 80 rockets      No Yao Ming, no T-Mac   Lambo, skeet rat, 300 G stacks   Wanna place a bet? Please match or breeze back   Offensive coordinator hater, I read traps      These niggas need naps, they bitches got weave naps   Believe that, fuck with my a seeds and you'll get seized, snatched   Over these pack we cap knee caps, teeth caps   Believe that, fill your tweets, beat your raps      It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, someone unlucky died   Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried      It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, someone unlucky died   Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried      Damn Cam, you did it to consumers   White and red boomers, blue and red Laguna's   Dead all the rumors, all these rappers are my juniors   Ma, you can't swim, well come follow the tuna      Full moon, we got girls to moon us   No cuddling ma, you won't spoon us   Don't spit game, just sell Rick James   Baby boy, my nick name is Switch Lanes      Slash stick change, Slash get brain   Slash that nigga, Slash make it rain   Slash tell summer girl, get the summer Z's   Know what's in the dungaree's a hundred G's      It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, someone unlucky died   Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried      It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, homi, homi, homicide   It's a homicide, someone unlucky died   Yellow tape damn, right outside Kentucky Fried