Situation Dirty-Brotha Lynch Hung

歌手 : Brotha Lynch Hung

专辑 : The Best Of Brotha Lynch Hung

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:36

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TXT Situation Dirty-Brotha Lynch Hung 文本歌词

Situation Dirty - Brotha Lynch Hung

I got that ni**a for about 4 zones

Had to get dirty though

Left him in his driveway soakin wet sold his 6 4

Couldn't keep it no mo'

That motherf**ker was filthy

Mo' bodies done been in that trunk

Than in the cemetery and the mortuary

Had a bullethole by the gas tank

Put 1500 in the bank

Drig the b**ch for 18

But spent 300 last year on some dank

Shot to my brothers house

And got them niggaz high

It was the Man Klan 3 Deep

And the ni**a six

We was off that chocolate thai

And all that time that 187 was on my mind

Shot the man in cold blood

And I knew his momma saw the drive-by

Design and there ain't no tv

Until you see me

On Americas Most Wanted f**ked up

Gettin snatched out my teepee

Ni**a we in the back of the 69 Cut'

And it's so foggy

Paranoia done got me on my strap

And I'm a fiend for raw meat

They say all niggaz talk about

Is murderin and gettin high

But situation gettin real filty

And I gots ta have mine

With me it's like American Express

I don't leave home without my

Smith-n-Wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole

Now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong ni**a

I wish my brother was out

With me it's like American Express

I don't leave home without my

Smith-n-Wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole

Now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong ni**a

I wish my brother was out

Now it started back in SouthSide sack

I was with my momma

Drinkin' inches of the Old E

Hittin chronic ever so often

Often in another world trippin'

While he was on another room stickin

My click think sick I got

That 12 gauge pump started trippin

Kick the door open

Blood stains cops came

Quietly I had to remaintain thang

Same thang

My love don't fit you

I got that US military issue

Had to plant one in your brain

Get away if a cop plead insane

A couple of down a** top notches

I used to know had a spot

I was good for 4 days off yack

And chronic and makin' a plot

Cause murder was the case

When I saw his face

Took his life left his brains

All over the pillow case

What would you be thinkin

Of when your momma's yelling STOP

My first thought was cut him in half

And drag the other half to his

Stash

They say all niggaz talk about is

Murderin and gettin high but

Situations get

Real filthy and I got ta get mine

With me it's like American Express

I don't leave home without my

Smith-n-Wesson Bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole

Now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong home

I wish my little brother was out

With me it's like American Express

I don't leave home without my

Smith-n-Wesson Bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole

Now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong home

I wish my little brother was out