Heatas Lyrics - Lynch By Inch: Suicide Note - Brotha Lynch Hung

They told me to get my heat so I got mine them mothafuckas that made that hit 

Now we only got the mini mack in the trunk sawed off and the 45th but im 

Confident that we handled funk like mothafuckin g's so all you bitches and 

Snitches get ditches when my triple finga itches it's vicious for some reason im 

Still in that season all them other mothafuckas done left shmother motha fuckas 

To death other motherfuckas done shlept long hit off the kryptonite and get 

Gone hit em' up two in the dome is it yo funeral home alone had love for them 

Once went and this shit got grim killin me softly it's costly jack they chin if 

They eminem bend 1dial1 800 o gold and you picture me surrounded by fifty 

Pounds of round meat grade a beef it ain't cheap I got that shit that'll make yo 

Weak minds upchuck upchuck yo guts cut and I had yo nuts wasup you was locked 

Down so I fucked yo bitch gave you that sifilis dick loop the music made sick 

Dont slip trump tight murder on sight split ya dome hit ya home at night move 

In the dark with 

Infrared lights you die then ima do yo wife ima leave you hangin on yo doorstep 

Had your wife ass butt naked razor blade braids from the ass to the neck 

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