Brotha Lynch - Had 2 Gat Ya Lyrics

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i'ma let it be known that i'm with the force

So nigga you know it's on

Oil my chrome 'cuz i got murder in my blood

And in my chromosone

For the fact that i tek none pack a gun in my dang a lang

That nigga that nigga that gang bang

No never that nigga that claim

Yeah i'm a nigga eating jesus brains

I got the evil in my muthafuckin' back and in my muthafuckin' veins

Wearing my black to creep

Momma told a muthafucka he'd be dead in a week

So nigga what? load me like a sale

(12 5 [unverified])

Pass the dank takin' dead body's to the blood bank

And while i hook 'em up proper

I got them swallowing in my loaded heart stopper

Pop pop the trigga fiend the niggas spleen

Plus the barrel on my muthafuckin' nine lookin' plus

That nigga that nigga that runs them mothafuckas back

I got you fiendin' for a nigga like you fiend for crack

'cuz it's like that

(mo wiggita then a nigga get might packed [unverified])

'cuz in the 4 you know never know you better gat right back

So niggas know us brothas can't go out like that

Sellin' my momma the crack watch yo back 'cuz

(you know i had 2 gat ya)

187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

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187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

Yeah picture your death that nigga that siccness

Figure to sick this foo that nigga that rips

([unverified] look at that nigga )

That siccness drops and as my trigga goes pop pop pop

That niggas be ducking from the buck shot

See fuck it when the gun drops you know it's in a hoes cock

So there it goes not the average nigga

The baby killa

([unverified] a rabies)

Dealin' that nigga maybe killin' that nigga that smooth way

That mothafuckas ain't shit to me

White nigga black trigga cracks every mothafuckas back

Late in a day fools used to get they squabs on

The blood gang deuce nine creep mobb zone

Runnin' a mothafucka like a pittbull loadin' up that clip tool

But stealin' on muthafuckas like a clepto

Let no other muthafuckas raise yo hood

Half the mothafuckas smokin' niggas like wood

Got locked up with they cock up some other niggas asshole

But atleast my niggas had enough heart to blast though

Now the duece ain't deep like 86

I'm solo might as well see me on a crucifix

The duece for age baby killin' athiest

For the funk right back 'cuz

(you know i had 2 gat ya)

187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

Same ol' fool that nigga deep load what up

Ain't no doubt who runs the muthafucka

'cuz every cut i drop is like a muthafuckin' main

(course [unverified])

([unverified])

That's why i make so many corpse

'cuz when they hear that nigga that nigga that siccness drop

My nine millimeter goes pop my sign going to creep them

Nightmare creeper millimeter meter

Lock up main corpse spirit your brain

Got niggaz killin' niggaz just because i'm rappin' insane

Something like a manson mind my nigga triple six

(i got 'em doing a devil dance of mine)

Leavin 'em only one chance to die and niggaz wanna used a glock

Niggaz wanna go to heaven but don't want to get shot down

Yeah with my 38 snotnose

I got niggaz crawlin' to me tryin' to grab me for the hella hoes

Lettin' loose like antonio montana

With a oozie and i'm kickin' 'em with a 12 guage nots and 'em

Ah psycho like micro mind six

(sprice)

Brotha lynch rippin' his arms off up the crucifix

And when i grab my 9 millimeter gun point it to your back

'cuz i don't know how to act so

(you know i had 2 gat ya)

187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

187 on a nigga nigga nigga

You know i had 2 gat ya

(you know i had 2 gat ya)

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