Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thatz What I Said , by - Brotha Lynch Hung. Song from the album SiccMixx, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.06.2004
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Thatz What I Said |
| Now Im the type of nigga thatll leave a horse head in ya bed |
| Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin |
| Get away clean with the scheme glock 17 in my lap |
| As I creep away in the black cadillac |
| Cuz you know I got shit to do Fake id, cuz I been murderin muthafuckas like hiv |
| As I creep real slow through your blood vessels |
| Five weeks later, nigga, God bless you |
| Now Im stressed with the smith &wess |
| 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 an drug in the bushes as ya inside gushes |
| Then Im smashin through the night, mozzaradi with cauz |
| He hittin corners hella tight |
| Nigga you know Im right |
| My momma taught me, nigga dont give a fuck |
| And when I die, crumble me in a joint and smoke me up Thats what said |
| (loki): |
| Im high up off the hocus poucus |
| My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis, and muthafuckas know this |
| Im quick to pull the pin up out the grenade |
| And hand you the pineapple and say here muthafucka, hold this |
| Loki and the murder show, the sequence begins with freaks in the mo-mo |
| We seein alibis provided, we frequent, and now my niggas ridin |
| Slip clips in the pen, and do that shit, smoke the buddah shit |
| See when they say siccmade, whispers in your ear, the taste is bitter |
| Blowin muthafuckas into smithers |
| Triple x liquor, with nuthin but curse in our verses |
| Obscene, unfit for major mainstream magazines |
| Lace you up in kerosene and see that ass ignited |
| I mean we got the v-8 for your gangsta lean |
| I seen war machines and street marines |
| Dirty ninas in the hands of ghetto fiends |
| Im caught between the hard life and ghetto dreams |
| I got schemes with black berets and get away like o.j., clean |
| The ripgut, he got the cannibalistic qz, and the illegitimate got another 16 |
| You see the front page news only show the inmates, and not the cage |
| While elections play with the publics rage |
| Fuck those who criticize, let em lead their lives through the shit we done |
| And then say that we aint right |
| Thats what I said |
| (lynch): |
| Black pits in the backyard, I dont feed em Hafta buy a pit a week cuz gone eatin |
| Off that mad dog 20/20 Im bout to take my money |
| Ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage |
| Understand this, radiation and mushroom blast |
| Its almost 20g, I gotta plot my shit and get my cash |
| D-dub around the corner in the impala |
| Zigg zagg in the trash can with the auto mag last time I saw her |
| Beta, stand look out by the liquor store |
| Loki, you hear some movement, nigga you know, do that hoe |
| Times murder so Im time plottin |
| Creep with a hand cannon, takin out every nigga banstandin |
| Cuz Im aggressive like a wolverine |
| Beta done caught that ass and got the gasoline |
| Hot out your worstest dream |
| Then it all adds up to sittin in hawaii |
| With a ak on my lap off that puffy stuff |
| Thats what I said |