Brotha Lynch Hung
Brotha Lynch Hung - Hunch songtekst
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(chorus) x2 Die!!!, I choose before you One by one we will pick you You will die!!! (fuck it....psychological) Verse one: Siccmade music comin up out yo seat Catch the reeper night crawler creeper Dig a ditch get a bitch nigga dig a ditch deeper I’ma take yo head with this street sweeper Leave yo brains on yo speaker Smash off in yo jeep Do the bitches i’ma get real hostle Get the signal model in stroddle Smash down on the throddle More scratch than lucky luciano Serve more mutha fuckas than gronnup Creep up on ya like dunnup Send on to ya forehead and then like they said I fled Cause I’m the type of nigga that’ll leave a horse head in ya bed Take ya wife rape her no caper Tie the bitch to the bed Don’t push me cause I’m close to the edge Real lunatic and sicc-fed And that's some sentimental shit I just might drip cream from my dick When I’m off that Smirnoff gin mix with o.e. I’m hard and wet O.e. kept tellin’ me no But this smirnoff gin kept tellin’ me yes Mess maker raper All about my paper Throw yo hands over yo eyes As yo thoughts intensify yo will (die!!!) (chorus) x2 (deep voice) Greetings..have a seat Let me be the first to actually greet you to the basement We’ve heard you’ve been busy Ahaha we’ve heard you’ve been busy We’ve learn from above that you’ve been Doin’ a little bit of this Doin’ a little bit of that Stealing peoples scratch Stabbin’ in the back We don’t think it’s fair ! When we found you you were nothing Now you are our nothing Is there room for unrest Die.... you will !!! (chorus) I promise Verse two: I’m wes craven on paper So plug yo pussy clips Cause I get sicker than a sifilous dick And yo mama won’t like my shit nigga Admit if you was sittin up in yo room hi Loaded up in yo tape deck ready to write yo tape next Me I do hot sex Razor blade and alcohol swarzanigga ceremonial ripsneck Then I write my shit next So feel yo insides and yo intestins when you mix me wit The wisky tell’em situation risky wit a nailgun through Yo eye you will I got this endo suckin me dry I got this slut bitch suckin me dry Bout to wet the bed up It was the perfect setup Bloody sheets (bloody sheets) No body (no body) No murder weapon I got this endo suckin me dry I got this slut bitch suckin me dry It was the perfect setup Bout to wet the bed up Bloody sheets No body (no body) No murder weapon (chorus) x4 That's why we die x8 That's my name don’t wear it out You don’t know about my whereabouts