OG Kid Frost — How Many Ways Can You Loose A Body

[Verse 1: A.L.T.] Pulling out the chamber and going through the hole, bitch Impact, now your body twitch Laying on the floor, bleeding from a home 9MM rounds, now I'm in control Kid Frost got the top and I'ma grab his seat Roll him in a sheet and wash the blood up off the street Put him in the back of the black Cadillac Something in the back went thump when hit the train tracks Fuck, I think he's still alive Pull in to the side, Frost snuck him in the side Fucking blood all over my spare and my jack But now I think he's gone and there's no coming back Headed down Rosemead, just south of the Garvey Then I killed the lights and made sure nobody saw me Tied a rope to his monkey ass Nobody's around and all you heard was splash [Chorus] How many ways can you lose a body If there ain't no body, there ain't no case How many ways can you lose a body Gone without a motherfucking trace How many ways can you lose a body If there ain't no body, there ain't no case How many ways can you lose a body Gone without a motherfucking trace [Verse 2: O.G. Enius] God damn, it's feeling like my mind done snapped out Stuck that foo with one of the silver tip; caps now I heard a crackle, then it went pop 1-8-7 till that motherfucker dropped Huh, buck, I stuck a nina into his chest Then I duck, duck, here come the jura so I stepped out Through the alleyway, my vision's blurry I hear them sirens mang, I better hurry up I see a flashlight creeping through the area I'm seeing double shit and it's getting scarier But I got to keep a Cool Hand Luke on him He did a suicide so I put a cuete on him With a see you later note in his pocket It's in his name so the jura can't stop it He got the finger prints and I gots no love It's like some movie shit except I got a brown glove [Chorus] How many ways can you lose a body If there ain't no body, there ain't no case How many ways can you lose a body Gone without a motherfucking trace How many ways can you lose a body If there ain't no body, there ain't no case How many ways can you lose a body Gone without a motherfucking trace [Verse 3: Frost] I got my fucking hands on my face and my body's full of heat There's a dead man laying at my feet And the killing was senseless But what's done is done, I got to come to my senses Wash off my face, now I see clearer There's a murderer, looking at myself at the mirror I wash off the bullets from the 9 Glock auto The doorknob, glasses and Cognac bottle Put his ass in the trunk of his Q45 Put in the key in the ignition and start to drive I'm thinking to myself, what the fuck have I done Hit the L.A. riverbed and throw away the gun Then I got a gallon of gas I dumped it on the ride and then I stuck it with a match As the flames got higher and higher I heard the windows bust and the pop of the tires [Chorus] How many ways can you lose a body If there ain't no body, there ain't no case How many ways can you lose a body Gone without a motherfucking trace How many ways can you lose a body If there ain't no body, there ain't no case How many ways can you lose a body Gone without a motherfucking trace