Went Way - Brotha Lynch Hung

Brotha Lynch Hung

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Went Way - Brotha Lynch Hung 歌词

Went Way - Brotha Lynch Hung

Two years ago a friend of mine

Told me to write me a tight a** rhyme

And so i i wrote this rhyme that i am about to say

About to say

The rhyme is tight and it went this way went this way

And i'm on my briefcase wit some crumbled w**d

Shystie niggas keep staring at me

I had my 45 and my 44

I put one on my briefcase so them niggas'll know

Lives get took

That's it just like a book

Do you want a meathook

Smoke a fat blunt on my couch wit my feet up while you get took

Fo yo skrill

Hundred dolla bill

Take yo pill muthaf**ka

While you bullshitin dis sh*t is real

I ain't no twelve inch

Can't mix me up in this sh*t

I got full clips

And alone i do my sh*t

So trust me you information faulty

And i wouldn't eat you cause your meat's too salty

I'd rather step through a fire ring wit some gasoline draws than f**k wit you

Cause you the type of ni**a that'll tell'em everything you saw wit my

Big bad forty auto mag

Twenty sac ni**a get yo money back if you don't think you of that sliznack

Motivated totally undominated

I got that sickness and the remedy my momma made it

Easy fo me i didn't have to work

Fourteen years old in the backseat drinkin o e like kirk

Now just the other day a friend of mine

A friend of mine

Told me to write me a tight a** rhyme

And so i i wrote this ryhme that i'm about to say

About to say

The rhyme is tight and it went this way

I know it's been a long time long time

I shouldn't left you

Without a tight rhyme to step to

Think of all them weak a** albums you slept through

Well i'm yo medicine sorry i kept you

Went to my brother's house without a doubt

Without a doubt

Twisted one up with the ni**a smoked'em out

Got to writin some of dat sicc made my own bacc fade type script

High enough to write a whole career full of sh*t

I mean blitzed toe up ** cost up ready to f**k throw up

Man i got my cheddah cheese a** ni**a know what

I don't hold no grudges i just ain't f**kin wit you no mo mission stay

Sicc made and don't let nothin penetrate my barracade

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