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Brotha Lynch Hung
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Went This Way
Two years ago, a friend of mine Told me to write me a tight ass rhyme And so i, i wrote this rhyme that i am about to say The rhyme is tight and it went this way And i'm on my briefcase wit some crumbled weed Shystie niggas keep staring at me I had my 45 and my 44 I put one on my briefcase so them niggas'll know Lives get took That's it just like a book Do you want a meathook Smoke a fat blunt on my couch wit my feet up while you get took Fo yo skrill Hundred dolla bill Take yo pill muthafucka While you bullshitin dis shit is real I ain't no twelve inch Can't mix me up in this shit I got full clips And alone i do my shit So trust me you information faulty And i wouldn't eat you cause your meat's too salty I'd rather, step through a fire ring wit some gasoline draws than fuck wit you Cause you the type of nigga that'll tell'em everything you saw, wit my Big bad forty auto mag 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Twenty sac nigga get yo money back if you don't think you of that sliznack Motivated, totally undominated I got that sickness and the remedy, my momma made it Easy fo me i didn't have to work Fourteen years old in the backseat drinkin o.e. like kirk
Now just the other day a friend of mine Told me to write me a tight ass rhyme And so i, i wrote this ryhme that i'm about to say The rhyme is tight and it went this way I know it's been a long time, i shouldn't left you Without a tight rhyme to step to Think of all them weak ass albums you slept through Well i'm yo medicine, sorry i kept you Went to my brother's house, without a doubt Twisted one up with the nigga, smoked'em out Got to writin some of dat sicc made my own bacc fade type script High enough to write a whole career full of shit I mean blitzed, toe up, drug cost up, ready to fuck, throw up Man i got my cheddah cheese ass nigga know what I don't hold no grudges i just ain't fuckin wit you no mo, mission stay Sicc made and don't let nothin penetrate my barracade Barracade barracade barracade, barracade
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