| Now Im the type of nigga thatll leave a horse head in ya bed
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| Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin
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| Get away clean with the scheme glock 17 in my lap
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| As I creep away in the black cadillac
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| Cuz you know I got shit to do Fake id, cuz I been murderin muthafuckas like hiv
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| As I creep real slow through your blood vessels
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| Five weeks later, nigga, God bless you
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| Now Im stressed with the smith &wess
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| My music career aint been the best
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| Bound to have my momma wearin a tight dress
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| Bitch make my money right
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| Or get ya throat slit an drug in the bushes as ya inside gushes
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| Then Im smashin through the night, mozzaradi with cauz
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| He hittin corners hella tight
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| Nigga you know Im right
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| My momma taught me, nigga dont give a fuck
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| And when I die, crumble me in a joint and smoke me up Thats what said
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| (loki):
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| Im high up off the hocus poucus
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| My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis, and muthafuckas know this
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| Im quick to pull the pin up out the grenade
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| And hand you the pineapple and say here muthafucka, hold this
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| Loki and the murder show, the sequence begins with freaks in the mo-mo
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| We seein alibis provided, we frequent, and now my niggas ridin
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| Slip clips in the pen, and do that shit, smoke the buddah shit
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| See when they say siccmade, whispers in your ear, the taste is bitter
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| Blowin muthafuckas into smithers
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| Triple x liquor, with nuthin but curse in our verses
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| Obscene, unfit for major mainstream magazines
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| Lace you up in kerosene and see that ass ignited
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| I mean we got the v-8 for your gangsta lean
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| I seen war machines and street marines
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| Dirty ninas in the hands of ghetto fiends
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| Im caught between the hard life and ghetto dreams
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| I got schemes with black berets and get away like o.j., clean
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| The ripgut, he got the cannibalistic qz, and the illegitimate got another 16
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| You see the front page news only show the inmates, and not the cage
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| While elections play with the publics rage
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| Fuck those who criticize, let em lead their lives through the shit we done
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| And then say that we aint right
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| Thats what I said
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| (lynch):
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| Black pits in the backyard, I dont feed em Hafta buy a pit a week cuz gone eatin
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| Off that mad dog 20/20 Im bout to take my money
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| Ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage
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| Understand this, radiation and mushroom blast
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| Its almost 20g, I gotta plot my shit and get my cash
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| D-dub around the corner in the impala
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| Zigg zagg in the trash can with the auto mag last time I saw her
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| Beta, stand look out by the liquor store
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| Loki, you hear some movement, nigga you know, do that hoe
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| Times murder so Im time plottin
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| Creep with a hand cannon, takin out every nigga banstandin
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| Cuz Im aggressive like a wolverine
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| Beta done caught that ass and got the gasoline
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| Hot out your worstest dream
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| Then it all adds up to sittin in hawaii
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| With a ak on my lap off that puffy stuff
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| Thats what I said |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song That's What I Said, artist - Brotha Lynch Hung. Album song The Best Of Brotha Lynch Hung, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп