Brotha Lynch Hung - Get Bacc Time Lyrics
[Damn nigga what you been doin'?]I'm still walkin' this walk nigga[Uh, heard that shit]So watch out[Verse 1]See you know us nigga, we run up in ya houseRun up in ya room and put the gun up in ya mouthNext thing you know, you just one up in a pouchThat's what you *****in' wid when you come up in the SouthI spit slugs, I be off them drugs kick it wid thug niggasPlug niggas, with blood on the rugNigga we got gut splitters and shovels we gravediggersWid troublesome ways and we bubble some days and some daysWe shovel ya grave and we wrinkle ya pageWe got shooters on the team like the Lakers we post upAnd then bake 'em wid the toasterFrom long distance or close upWe send 'em heat rocks, put 'em up under the sheetrockCheap talk, makin' all the streets hotWith the heat from the glockand I pop holes in ya Chevy blockAnd I pop those if ya ready or not get set goBurn you with the petrol, wet those niggas wid cold showersCrept on them niggas and they laid out wid gun powderThat's one route I'm full of them scamsPull and advance through your livin' room windowThen I'm leavin' wid blood on my handsI'm a nympho, murder ya kinfolks two to the templeLay 'em on the ground from the five pound it's that simpleYou know me nigga, I stay up in the cutEvery chance I get I get way up in a slutEvery once in a while I gotta touch a nigga upSo I hit the bomb and split ya palm wid paper cutsI'm a oven when it comes to this thuggin' I spit fireChop ya lil rhymes to bits, 'til I'm tiredof the ecstacy and 'yac and kool-aid nigga I'm wiredI'm a sicc nigga I rip out ya bottom teeth wid the pliersAnd I'm ti
