lirik lagu brotha lynch hung - had 2 gat ya
[blh]
i’ma let it be known that im with the force so n-gg- you know it’s on
oil my chrome cause i got murder in my blood and in my chromosone
for the fact that i tek none pack a gun in my dang a lang
that n-gg- that n-gg- that gang bang no never that n-gg- that claim
yeah im a n-gg- eating jesus brains
i got the evil in my m-th-f-ckin back and in my m-th-f-ckin veins
wearing my black to creep,
momma told a m-th-f-cka he’d be dead in a week
so n-gg- what? load me like a (12 5???) sale,
p-ss the dank takin dead body’s to the blood bank
and while i hook em up proper
i got them swallowing in my loaded heart stopper
pop! pop! the trigga fiend, the n-gg-s spleen
plus the barrel on my m-th-f-ckin nine, lookin plus
that n-gg- that n-gg- that runs them mothaf-ckas back
i got you fiendin for a n-gg- like you fiend for crack
cause it’s like that (mo wiggita then a n-gg- get might packed???)
cause in the 4 you know never know you better gat right back
so n-gg-s know us brothas can’t go out like that
sellin my momma the crack, watch yo back cause(you know i had to gat ya)
chorus: repeat 4x
187 on a n-gg- n-gg- n-gg-
you know i had 2 gat ya
[blh]
yeah, picture your death,
that n-gg- that siccness
figure to sick this, foo
that n-gg- that rips
(??? look at that n-gg- ) that siccness drops
and as my trigga goes pop! pop! pop!
that n-gg-s be ducking from the buck shot
see, f-ck it when the gun drops, you know it’s in a hoes c-ck
so there it goes, not the average n-gg-
the baby killa, (???a rabies)
dealin that n-gg- maybe killin that n-gg- that smooth way
that mothaf-ckas ain’t sh-t to me
white n-gg-, black trigga cracks every mothaf-ckas back
late in a day, fools used to get they squabs on
the blood gang deuce nine creep mobb zone
runnin a mothaf-cka like a pittbull, loadin up that clip tool
but stealin on m-th-f-ckas like a clepto
let no, other m-th-f-ckas raise yo hood
half the mothaf-ckas smokin n-gg-s like wood
got locked up with they c-ck up, some other n-gg-s -sshole
but atleast my n-gg-s had enough heart to blast though
now the duece ain’t deep like 86
i’m solo, might as well see me on a crucifix
the duece for age, baby killin athiest
for the funk right back, cause (you know i had to gat ya)
chorus
[blh]
same ol fool, that n-gg- deep load, what up
ain’t no doubt who runs the m-th-f-cka
cause every cut i drop is like a m-th-f-ckin main (course??)
(???) that’s why i make so many corpse
cause when they hear that n-gg- that n-gg- that siccness drop
my nine millimeter goes pop!
my sign going to creep them,
nightmare creeper millimeter meter
lock up, main corpse, spirit your brain
got n-gg-z killin n-gg-z, just because im rappin insane
something like a manson mind, my n-gg- triple six
(i got em doing a devil dance of mine)
leavin em only one chance to die and n-gg-z wanna used a glock
n-gg-z wanna go to heaven but don’t want to get shot down
yeah, with my 38 snotnose
i got n-gg-z crawlin to me tryin to grab me for the h-lla hoes
lettin loose like antonio montana
with a oozie and im kickin em with a 12 guage nots and em
ah, psycho like micro mind (sprice?) six
brotha lynch, rippin his arms off up the crucifix
and when i grab my 9 millimeter gun, point it to your back
cause i don’t know how to act so (you know i had 2 gat ya)
chorus 2x
(you know i had 2 gat ya)
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