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Brotha Lynch Hung - One Of The Last
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Now bigger than life is...how Im coming out, Rigorous,and vigorous, You niggaz know what Im talking bout, I want cheeze and lettuce, and my wallet so fetish (fatish), And I want to break through like jerome bettis, (pro-status) All this time I got rhyme on my mind, every dime, I spend it on some weed and some studio time, Drink o-e out the mickeys big-mouth, My point is, Ill be in the cut trying to keep these snakes out My house, (chorus) Im one of the last sick niggaz that youve heard thus far, You can bump me at your crib or while youre off that nitro in Your car, But I dont say that to say that Im a super star, but if you get High then you can feel me no matter who you are, (verse 2) Nigga now I shit lyrics, but I cant use em, have your son Tripping brotha lynch hung loopin, They be off that bottle talkin bout, Brotha lynch be talkin bout, sick shit I heard he ate his momma Out, Now how(s) this muthaphukka gon write some shit, about the brotha Lynch hung cause he(s) killin in his song, He say,that nigga(z) shit(s) tight, but he aint shit, He say,god as my witness I heard he fucked them bitches Which is supposed to be wrong criticizing my love song, You get the rope fuckin with the brotha lynch hung, Roll in formation, make intimidation, catch you on your weed high, (echo) I tore you up like a pitch bent, feelin dick hard, well you better Get your bitch then, It gets thin, and Im off this black and mild shit, Tall-can told me it was smooth and now Im buyin boxes of it, Trying to relax and deal with these taxes, cause they be at my checks with them axes, (and them) twenty sacks is, in the back seat, Im [fuck me if I know]->licin this,(lacing this)<-close enough! Hope my muthaphukkin babys momma aint no sheisty bitch, She want(s) to publish, all right thats cool, She wants some other shit, get off the hydro tube, Niggaz always think I talk about em cause I talk shit, My worst nightmare is killin my bitch for trying to keep my grips, Im like mark spitz, Ill swim a channel for my shit then watch your Heart split, Im doing damage your bitch, and while your heart switch(es) you Better remember where you came from bitch,
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