[Lyric] Murderzone (Lil Zay Osama)

[Intro: Lil Zay Osama]
Ay, ay
Fonem killed yo homie and made raps about
Fonem killed yo homie (Krra, bah)
Ay, ay, ay, ay

[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
Fonem killed yo' homie and made raps about (He made raps about it)
Go get yo' lick back, why all on IG slide in traffic?
Yo' homie in that jam for 10k (Baow, baow, come here), but you say you got it
Smoke a goofy, we don't (Come here, come here) care about him he ain't no savage
Want some smoke? Then book me, I ain't ever been no pussy
Link up with some bitches in yo' city, bet they comin' to me
He bе talkin' on the net (Grrah), but say less whеn he run into me (Into me)
Turn yo' head, throw on your hoodie 'cause you know them killers lookin'

[Verse 1: Lil Zay Osama]
What's yo' body count? (Body count), nigga who you kill? (Nigga who you kill?)
He said he turnt, but the real killers don't know who he is (They don't know who he is)
Hе was in that station given statements, we know you a pig (We know you a pig)
Everybody turnt, don't ask me who them shooters is (Brrah)
You was in the house (In the house), we was kickin' doors (We was kickin' doors)
Buddy came around and he wasn't gang, fuck it, take his phone (Fuck it take his phone)
Lil' bitch puttin' some opp shit in my car, made her change the song (Made her change the song)
Ay, she fuck with the opps I told her play her role (Play her role)
We be takin' souls (Takin' souls), Foenem stayin' mode (Foenem stayin' mode)
Get caught for a body won't say shit cause we stick to the code (Shhhh)
Why you steady trippin' over thoties knowin' this bitch a hoe?(Knowin' this bitch a hoe)
Foenem caught, hop out with that scoon, let's go 6 to o (Krra, krra, scoon)
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
Fonem killed yo' homie and made raps about (He made raps about it)
Go get yo' lick back, why all on IG slide in traffic? (Boom, boom, boom)
Yo' homie in that jam for 10k, but you say you got it (But you say you got it)
Smoke a goofy, we don't care about him he ain't no savage (He ain't no savage)
Want some smoke? Then book me (Book me), I ain't ever been no pussy (No pussy)
Link up with some bitches in yo' city (Come here), bet they comin' to me (Grrah)
He be talkin' on the net (Bitch), but say less when he run into me (Come here)
Turn yo' head, throw on your hoodie (Bitch) 'cause you know them killers lookin'

[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Ay, we ran up the score while they was wolfin', sayin' we rookies
Just like some niggas don't get it till his blood gushin' out on they hoodies
I don't fear pressure, we in every section ridin' around with fullies
Get surgical with this stick, the last hit we swapped brains for bullets
My alibi's I'm in L.A sippin' drank, rollin' woodies
Whole time I'm in yo bushes, where the beef? We gone cook it
He give me thirty five or twenty, get done the same, won't over look it
And y'all made my dawg walk quicker but the nigga who did it, look where we put him
He a pack now, opps can call me pops 'cause I'm gon' spank some' if they act out
I had my block in a yolk so long it damn near tapped out
Ain't none' like these other cap rappers, ain't none what they rap 'bout
Gambling with my life, I couldn't lie, so I can't cap bout it

[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
Ay, fonem killed yo' homie and made raps about (He made raps about it)
Go get yo' lick back, why all on IG slide in traffic?
Yo' homie in that jam for 10k (Baow, baow, come here), but you say you got it
Smoke a goofy, we don't (Come here, come here) care about him he ain't no savage
Want some smoke? Then book me, I ain't ever been no pussy
Link up with some bitches in yo' city, bet they comin' to me
He be talkin' on the net (Grrah), but say less when he run into me (Into me)
Turn yo' head, throw on your hoodie 'cause you know them killers lookin' (Know them killers lookin')