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Gangsta
Brotha Lynch Hung, G-Macc
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Hey G-Man, lemme hit the weed nigga
What weed?
The weed, lemme hit the weed
Okay
There it is, right over there nigga, right over there, look
Oh, okay
I think I'ma go do that shit
Wait right here nigga
Nigga what you finna do?
Spit lead out a six-four (Brrah)
In the gardens, I'm a schizo
Nine milli with the clip showin'
Rollin' 'round in this shit smokin'
Nobody better roll by me
Last year, it was hella bad (Hella bad)
Started high and dropped hella fast
Crash landin', no helipad (Bleh)
Mamba (Mamba), Kobe Bryant
In the game I'm like MJ (MJ)
AI
Anybody wanna fuck with me, nigga they die
Paranoid, stay high
This about to be a murder album
This that nigga that eat up guts
You streamin' this shit you heard about him
He don't really give a fuck about it (Fuck that)
That nigga be on the lay low
Y'all way dumb, he stay numb (Hey)
He don't care what they say so
It's mass murder with the blank burner
Niggas be singin' like Nat Turner
So I roll solo, hit the road slow
Creepin' like a cat burglar (Come on)
With the lights off, and the gun pointed out the window
It was real gory
If you wanna hear the real story
It was over that merger, sir (It was over that merger, sir)
Tryna get me for my papers
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, hit 'em up wit'
Enough lead, got away with the caper
Nigga it's gangsta
Nigga it's gangsta
Nigga
I could pull your brains out (What else?)
Windows I hang out (Hang out)
Do you like background vocals
Take your mains out (Damn)
So here's the offer
You get naked, or I'll cut off ya
Vaginal vasectomy rappin' about handin' out rectum diseases
It's nasty, but I'd rather cut 'em in half with the axe and take these
Rape victims, D-I-E-A victims, sick sick
Corner with the fo-fo goin'
On the one way trip off that
The mic rock hard, we drag 'em out
The car, we fuckin' it with no grease
No love for the (Love for the)
I had to bring it back
Cock back the action-packed weapon, slice
Let it off, spit it around the corner in five seconds twice
Listen to her (Listen to her)
She's lyin' there dyin' lifeless and I mean
Near death like five in the mornin' Vicodin IVs (Shit)
And if you don't think we'll sodomize your wife then try me (Try me)
I ain't evil
Knifin' people up, slicin' people up
Visine, eyes bleedin'
It's the 2000 but every season
High beams and sherm sticks that's my night dream, I mean nightmare
Nigga it's gangsta
Nigga it's gangsta
Shh, shh, shh, damn, that nigga high
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh
I'm high, motherfucker
What was you just, what was you just thinkin' about nigga?
Nigga I ain't sayin' shit
Helicopters
Go 'round the corner a little bit
Shh, shh, shh, don't tell, I don't know what to tell my doctor