Body For My Zipcode - Dj Drama

real shit, real shit nigga, yeah, uh, homicide city, another homicide, catch your body for my zip code, leave your top open like a fishbowl, just know niggas on the block with the fish scale, get a bowl, hit it slow, everybody on the block they just tryna get it though, get it though, and tell a nigga bout a three way, no subliminals, we be climbin' through your window slow, big magazine make you centerfold, push the envelope, make a wall pop like you're in a coke, finish you, whippin' through iraq, nigga fuck obama, these niggas is fish swimmin' with piranhas, watch homie get killed right on that corner, he was chasin' commas now he's a goner, now we so focused cause we so hopeless, grandma came down to me and spoke this, the game ain't full of shit but vultures, your homies ain't your homies, nigga you ain't owe shit, compton academy, up 10 with no batteries, that's why they mad at me, some homies is causalities, that's my reality, go on the faculty, hundred round drum when the k come, young niggas racin' down the crans as the bass thump, they won't give it to me, i'm a take some, know i must pay for my sins when the day come, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, 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 a dope hole, have the nigga workin' round the clock, takin' no doors, same clothes, nigga never serve the popos, homie 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, baby used to keep the wheels on the 'lac clean, fucked around and caught a beam with a trap queen, was wrappin' packages before i had a rap dream, was wrappin' packages before i had a rap dream, was doin' robberies before i had a rap show, the type of nigga throw a in the pot, and drive a foreign off the lot, and cop the motor in the back ho, cause every day a nigga flexin', finessin', full clip in my weapon, i blow like bob marley, no worries, no stressin', head honcho, the boss boy, i play my position, bitch i feel like nino before he was snitchin', god damn, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, i ain't from south central, nigga i'm a menace, get up out the car homie, handle business, i give my youngin' 500 to handle witness, i find out you hiding out? your man'll get it, catch a body for my neighborhood, i got a ratchet with the numbers scratched off plus i aim for good, i had the kush out in ravenswood, back in harlem, had the sour if you talkin' 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, 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 fuckin' my nina, i'll make you take a shit, got a bag where your stomach used to be, and i ain't talkin' billboard but my youngin's makin' hits, prolly run up in your crib for the safe box, don't forget that combination when the pressure on, sweat drippin' on the chrome.45, and your life if a nigga breath wrong, and i hate cops, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code, catch a body for my zip code,