House Gang Animalz

House Gang Animalz - Homicide Housing '04 lyrics

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(feat. Fes Taylor)



[Intro: Fes Taylor]

(Homicide Housing, Homicide Housing)

Yeah, yo Deck, what up baby?

(Homicide Housing, Homicide Housing)

Yeah, La Deini, yeah LIS, real deal

(Homicide Housing, Homicide Housing)

2-4, fuckin' with the Undadogz

(Homicide Housing, Homicide Housing)

Yeah, you know, House Gang, uh huh

(Homicide Housing, Homicide Housing)

Carlton Fisk, D.C., Verrazano

(Homicide Housing, Homicide Housing)



[Fes Taylor:]

Yo, you dudes been talkin' too long now

I'm 'bout to put a stop to you niggas

Cash flow layin' em all down

Nobody make a move, don't make me take your jewels

The game is guidelines, get killed if you brake the rules

I ran with criminals who stroked dimes, chickens, pigeons too

Young black and successful, I'm livin' proof

See me in the Benz in the hood

Fit two thousand dollar engine under the hood, I'm doin' good

Projects still give me respect, war paint cover my face

Lookin' like a Indian vet, silly you slept

I crept like, Freddy Kruger with the luger

Nice enough to tear your group up, you too souped up

I shoot up corners like dope fiends, come from the smoke screen

We made men, used to be broke jeans

Now we spend a hundred grand on kicks and shit

Middle finger up for New York pricks and dicks

Ya'll rich but, not up for quick pick

I still blow a dip stick, will killa max, soak it in liquid

Isaiah throw back from the Pistons, I jump in the rim

I'm doin' my thing, lookin' like Sonny Liston



[Donnie Cash:]

Nigga this is Homicide Housing, the backbone to stack stones

Where we hustle hard, better ya'll get our scrap on

Mothafuck a job, get our crack on, niggas wanna war? Get our clap on

38-revolver or the mac on, the walls with our backs on

I fall, then I'm back on, I'm off, then I act on

Of course I'm the Cash Don Juan, get my mash on long

Is my ass on, ya'll ain't gotta pass on

Have me perform strong arms with no mask on

Arm palm black chrome, I'm Saddaam in the black form

Bomb in my crack bong, everybody act calm

P.L.O., we back on, House Gang even my spouse bang, relax ma

Somethin' like a pimp, get my slap on

Somethin' like the infa', your back gone

Soon as you act wrong, I blast arm

Anybody you wit' it, 'cause anybody can get it

Shots ricochetin' off the briddicks

Goin' in and out of your fitted



[Chorus:]

Homicide Housing

Homicide Housing

Homicide Housing



[Carlton Fisk:]

Even though I murder with bars

You can catch me in a club bar, bathroom restortin' the stall

Like catch you by yourself, see how gangsta you are

And I don't give a fuck if you are, it's off with your watch

And them pink and yellow rocks in your chain, come off the ring

Before I tear your Face/Off, worse then Nicolas Cage

Spit fire, a massive rain

And the features on my face when I move is hard to acitane

Carlton Fisk, House Gang known for heat

When I come through, exhale, like slow leaks

Yes a lord, paper tastin' the street

Hood money let my gun go, for victims of the ghetto I'm deep

You look stupid with a closed mouth tryin' to eat

If you an animal, then rip, tear and claw the meat

I need American, cheddar in the Porter jeans

So my seed could have a coup to fifteen, to breeze

Give my nigga Raider Ruckus like a mountain of weed

Plus 1.5 for a song to key on

With the house with the basketball court and the pond

Why Anna aims on the swing, look at your dress

Ice Cream baby face, little girl you a mess

True rider, don't give a fuck, I'm hotter then ya'll

Take five, House Gang, and we liver then ya'll



[Chorus: to fade]
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