Brotha Lynch Hung piosenki

(feat. CO, Tall Cann) [Lynch Talking] Yeh, yeh.. Back at that ass once again Had to do it, bitch niggaz in the town Ya know what I'm sayin' I'ma tell 'em what I know Know what I know [Brotha Lynch Hung] Word on the streets is don't quit ya day job...

Featuring D-Dubb] [Chorus] (Lynch and D-Dubb) 4x I re-fuse to lose Fuck them 22's I got an AP 10 and a throwaway Tech N9ne So you know you can't fuck with mine (Verse1) (Lynch) If I was standing in the dark letting my nine spark (D-Dub) Maybe in th...

[Brotha Lynch] Yeah I'm back up in this motherfucker For the 9 whatever the fuck You know I ain't dead yet I'm with my real loc niggaz I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the gates Load the AK and post up, in the window till come day, any...

You better pray When you see me put that nine up in that pussy, ho Cock it back slow Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my trigger go BOOM! Pussy-guts all over the room If you ain't seen it Then you're fiendin' For the meanin' Of that nina o...

You better pray When you see me put that nine up in that pussy, ho Cock it back slow Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my trigger go Boom! Pussy-guts all over the room If you aint seen it, Then youre fiendin For the meanin Of that nina of doom...

Hit the dank and took my glock off lock, and off To the 21st blocc, I’m rollin in a drop top Three for zero that black criminal mac mac nigga That pap! pap! me hittin a couple of rounds And while I test him, hey fuck a Smith & Wesson I got my, nine at m...

(First Degree): Shit done changed, the strip got bigger To make my ends I got the wheel and the trigger I get my swerve on with the 80 P liquor The liquor bring out the nigga in this nigga Got me huntin' with my musket, barred down with substance Bringin' my r...

[Grisly voice] Yeah, the Baby Killa's back up in this motherfucka... Straight from tha grave, it gets so deep right under the Garden Blocc... Oh, me? Ya can just call me Manson...Yeah, we met before... But ya forget that I ain't gonna die so I'm back up t...

(Brotha Lynch Hung) have you ever seen me in the back of a devil 6-4 12 guage pump, mr doctor in the front lit me up a blunt you know, thats how we work it in the block with the 12 gauge cocked, mr doc with the glock heres the plot the ? rolled heavy on...

[Grisly voice] Yeah, the Baby Killa's back up in this motherfucka... Straight from tha grave, it gets so deep right under the Garden Blocc... Oh, me? Ya can just call me Manson...Yeah, we met before... But ya forget that I ain't gonna die so I'm back up this...

(Lynch): The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty Left him in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me I'm out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that Shamrock Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet T-shirt, black mask In an...

V-Town in the motherfucker, situation dirty and shit Killa, yeah Today's out to be recognized [Verse 1] I got that nigga for about 4 zones, had to get dirty though Left him in his driveway soakin wet sold his 6.4 Couldn't keep it no mo' that motherfuck...

Explain [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] I told you, hated the way you always used to leave me I saw you at the club with that motherfucker Ci-Ci I pulled up, you was in the front of the club I saw another nigga huggin you you know I was trippin I had to dip...

(feat. Cos, Yukmouth) [Yukmouth] Yuk that project nigga, I was forced to hustle I was forced to tussle drugs slangin' that born to bubble Nigga back and forth to court in trouble Cuffed by the task force in trouble I won a Porsche from the juggle Pocke...

Yeah, I'm in the dark on these niggas... Okay [Verse 1] Maybe they don't know I'ma, O.E You just a king cobra straight No via satellite, it'd take more than a car battery to juice me Killa appetite, never catch me actin' right Smoke a two hundred sack...

[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung] You know how people be sayin' that I, uhm Talk to dead bodies, uh, uh, everybody say that Are you dead? Nah, fuck it, you don't have to say nothin' Anyway, any-, you attack Tech for nothin' Hopsin go through that same shit Aigh...

Hey, Yeah Come here, Wussup Let me tell you something, Humm? Do me this favor, What favor? I want you to take care of my kids for me I'll be right back, Why you doing this? When they ask you about me Just tell them he didn't give a fuck about shit That...

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] It's another murder after the fact Twist a mother fuckers hat to the back Sicker then rat poison I BLLLAT them niggas, hit in the back back bllat bllat bllat He gon' feel it I'm bout to peel his bananna real quick Spit the si...

(feat. Loki) [Lynch:] Now I'm the type of nigga that'll leave a horse head in ya bed Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin' Get away clean with the scheme glock 17 in my lap As I creep away in the black Cadillac Cuz you know I got shit to do Fake...

This song is dedicated to the niggas that be bumpin gums and talkin shit behind a nigga back knowing I can't defend myself. If you trippin, oh if you trippin then it must be you I'm talkin bout. And if it ain't you ... don't trip [Brother Lynch] Drop niggas l...