Brotha Lynch Hung
Brotha Lynch Hung - Stabbed songtekst
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Niggas in Sacramento don’t want it with me Tuckin’ a fifty cal get me now I’m 5150 I bet a nigga won’t try me I like to fry em up Wine em up, bring em in front of me I’ma dye em up I put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommy And have her yellin’ what's in the bag, I’m a tsunami Niggas attackin’ my label get wrapped in a cable I’m back in the stable and I’m killin’ crackin’ an aggo, rrr Madass, badass everybody be wanting to have that, na that Giving em something to stab at, yeah that I’ma be hunting their ass fat, brat brat I’ma be something to deal with, real shit See the only way I eat is if I kill shit Me and Tech and Hopsin goin’ to pop em Put em right in the lake hey don’t drop them Hook: Niggas about to get stabbed, grrr Niggas about to get stabbed, rrr (x4) [Tech N9ne:] He said he wanted K. O. D. To come do this Ok People don’t feel me I think I’m really Micheal Myers You think it's silly not giving a fuck until this psycho fires When I go higher you said to me, why so you need a rifle, sire? My pillies to kill ya man I’m illing to snipe your eye out Light your fire, leave us, now he’s after Jesus Happy Holidays, I’m... Oh what a teaser, he was not a bleeder But you need to believe that I feed, I’m eager, ha ha Yeah I heard what he said He ain’t able to spit another verse when he dead Burnt a nigga, served him the curb and they bled With Bourbon, I swervedi put his hearse in the bed, cha cha Yeah, you niggas gotta be kidding me not even hitting me Bout to get your bodily stiff and they ought to be kissing me ass bad That’ll be sad, cause the nigga about to get stabbed Jab! Why do they persist Lynch? When they know that we’ll kill them all Hook: Niggas about to get stabbed, grrr Niggas about to get stabbed, rrr (x4) [[Hopsin:] I was brought up as a man that loved to laugh, greeting everybody with a handshake, until I Built a fanbase now I gotta deal with groupie niggas I run into every damn day, rampage I swear to god I hope I don’t leave a niggas rib cracked How the fuck did they find out where I live at Motherfuckers all up in my business every minute When I be chillin’ with women they be comin’ up tryin’ to chit chat, get back Ooh shit what the fuck did I get into No autographs I’m trying to chill with my friends dude You don’t surround me I can’t move Can’t you see I’m trying to get to my vehicle please let the man through I ain’t feelin’ no sorry, I Finna to go hit up my nigga Lynch I’ma borrow a knife And startle the lives of anybody bugging me I don’t know if I’ma kick em or cut em it's hard to decide I’ma start to devise a method of deadly weapons No question about it, you run up Then you gon to get a fight Go step in the ring if you fools dare to You gonna second guess on taking a picture with me cause you’re to scared too Alright, alright hold up my nigga What's up man You that nigga hop right Yeah White contacts, skate wanna skateboard Hey I gotta go real quick Can I get a picture of you Na man, get the fuck, get the fuck out of my face Hook: Niggas about to get stabbed, grrr Niggas about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)