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Brotha Lynch Hung

Genres: Hip-Hop

That's What I Said Lyrics - Brotha Lynch Hung

Thats what i said 

(its 9 o'clock yal) 

now im the type a nigga that a leave a horsehead in ya bed 

sleep wit ya wife then, commit some knifin' 

get away clean wit the scene block 17 

in my lap, as i creep away in da black catallic 

cuz u know i got shit ta do (mutha fucka) 

fake id cuz i been murderin mutha fuckaz like (like what) hiv 

as i creep real slow threw ya blood vesselz (ya dig) 

5 weeks lata nigga, god bless ya 

now im stressed wit the smith-n-west (the west) 

my music career aint been the best 

bound to have my momma wearin a tight dress 

bitch, make my money right 

or get ya throat slit, druggin in da bushes as ya inside gushez 

then im smashin through the night, (in what) 

my zarightiy with pacizi, hittin corners hella tight (ye right) 

nigga, you know im right (oh) 

my momma tought me, nigga dont givva fuck 

and when i die, throw me in a joint smoke me up 

 

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thats what i said 

Im high about da hocus poucus 

my diagnosis is a murderin sycosis, and mutha fuckaz know this (mutha fuckaz know dis) 

im quick ta pull the pin up out the grenade and hand u the pinapple and say "here mutha fucka hold dis" (oh no) 

look here da murda show 

the sequence beginz wit freaks in da momo 

we seein allabys provide, we freak wit 

and now my niggaz ridin, slip clips -n- dipin and do dat shit, smokin budda shit 

see, when they say siccmade is whispin 

the tastes bitta, blowin mutha fuckaz inta smithaz (green) 

triple x liquor 

wit nothin but cursez in our verses 

obscene, unfit for major main streem magizinez 

lace u up in karoscene and see that ass ignite 

i mean, we got the v8 for ya gangsta lead, 

i see, war mashinez, and street marinez 

dirt needlez in the hands of ghetto fiendz 

im caught between, (what) the hard life, and ghetto dreams 

got sceemz 

wit black borrai'z, and get awayz like oj (clean) 

the rip gut, he got the canibalistic q-z 

and the illigitimate got anotha 16 (umm humm)(ha) 

u see, the front page newz, only show da inmates, 

and not the cage, while, 

a legends play wit the publics rage 

fuck those that critisize, let em lead da lives 

do da shit we done, and then say that we aint right. 

Thats what i said 

 

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black pitt's in the backyard, i dont feed em 

have ta bar about a pit a week, (why) cuz they gotta eat 

off that mad dogg 20-20 im bout ta take my money 

ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage 

understand dis, radiation in mushroom blast, its almost 20 g gotta plot my shit 

and get my cash 

d-dub around the corner in da impala, 

zig-zag in da trash with the auto-mag, last time i saw 

beta, (what) stand look out by the liquor store, (aite) lowkey, hear some movement, (yea) 

nigga you know u that hoe (ha) 

times murda so im time platnium, creep, 

wit a hand can, and takin out every nigga been standin 

cuz im agressive like a wolverin, beating, caught that ass and got up the gasoline had out ya worstest dream 

then it all adds up (to what) 

sittin in hawaii with a ak on my lap 

(off that puffy stuff) 

Thats what i said 

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