Anotha Killin Lyrics - Dinner & A Movie - Brotha Lynch Hung

It's me and Snoop Dogg, Kurupt and Daz, nigga 

(Another killing) 

It's another motherfucking killing, nigga 

It's another killing 

We had to put this together, (another killing) 

Just had to be 

They layed one of my homies down; two of my enemies 

I grab the heat and creep up the street and squeeze 

I'm in your neighborhood, so what the fuck is up? 

And if I catch you I'm a pop you, nigga that's what's up! 

We can talk about it, no, I don't think so 

And I'm a catch you when your creeping with that pink toe 

You trying to creep up out that mink store, get you a drink 

So when I hit you, you won't even trip to think so 

Cross your heart, double dot your eyes 

Yellow tape you, make you a homicide 

Stretch you out like a red bind 

Halloween, is your dead line, beddy bed time 

I zag your zig, I put a fork in the pig 

I cock the glock and pop you my nigga, you dig? 

I open you up and leave you leaking by the face 

And get away ain't got no time to be catching no case 

Too slick to sly plus I'm too high 

I'm too fly and I do die, I do die 

I love to shoot an intruder, I mix the purp with the budda 

Love tricking a beotch like the homeboy Luda' 

Big Snoopy D-O-Dub, I'm a killa cause 

I'm draped up like a steela of gorilla (dub) 

Sacramento knows, pedal to the floo' 

Anotha killing for realer, nigga let it go 

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We on the corner a hundred (deep), blue rag the fuck up 

And word on the street they got blast the fuck up 

Now it's feuding and shooting and I'm running your life 

I'm in it for the stripes, nigga don't fuck up tonight 

Bandana, banana-clips, ready to trip 

You niggas is assed out, see you better not trip 

I see some buster ass niggas at the bus stop out of bound 

We bang the gang bang them niggas from The Dogg Pound 

Trap 'em rock 'em and stop 'em we mashing 

Everytime we see you niggas we clashing 

D.P.G down with 24th Street 

Sickmade nigga down with them 21st g's 

(Motherfucker) Brotha Lynch Hung my motherfucking nigga 

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Listen to me 

One for the flame, and two for the trigga 

And three of these hollow point teflons nigga 

When I came in this motherfucker I had a plan 

I'll sock all you motherfuckers where you stand 

I'm gang banged out, riders on a mission 

You can catch fades, nigga fuck the pistols 

Piranhas is loose in the septic tank 

We do what you can't, I am what you ain't 

Don't even try to provoke me cause 

Looking, smoking, slipping, smoke me cause 

I'll beat your ass on the low so fast 

Bang on your homies, spread through your hood 

Release these toxins like mustard gas 

Scrape the chevrolet, it's all to the good 

My nigga Brotha Lynch, Kurupt, Snoop and Daz 

Nigga this is G block, trust me 

Dump on any nigga with the rusty old trusty 

Sacramento yes, catch him in the chest 

Right by his tour bus left a bloody mess, yes 

Pupils none a cuddy left 

Coathanga strangled him, aimed at him 

He don't know what angle I'm coming from 

Tangled him, spiderwebs all over his cranium 

(That nigga has spiderwebs all over his cranium, nigga) 

Me and Crooked I know, niggas be talking too much 

Nigga shut your pie hole, everybody know you do suck 

This ain't a reality show, hungry niggas do touch 

Mothafuckas two clutch, giving niggas who cuss 

I got an army of niggas I'm "Strange" it ain't a rumor 

We giving niggas brain tumors, hit 'em with the Luger 

I'm doing the rapping and this nigga is the shooter 

'Yay got a mask on but nigga he's a shooter 

You'll never see his face on a computer 

Spiderman Jr. Oklahoma chewmer 

Poke a hoe with two cuts 

This motherfucker said he about to do what? 

Get chewed up, it's Dinner And A Mova' (Movie) 

Deuce-Four, nigga