brotha lynch hung – get em lyrics
[intro]
nah, nah, nah, let me tell you what happened
this man, he was trying to k!ll hisself
he was trying to commit suicide
he was on a big building
he was about to jump off the building, he jumped off the building
there was a fire fight happening around the way
the bullet shot him as he—, i don’t—, i don’t know, i can’t explain
let me ask you n+ggas (boom)
[verse 1]
have you ever seen a n+gga with a half a head?
12 gauge hit a n+gga, put his ass to bed
he goin’ to heaven, yeah, that’s what the pastor said
number two pencil, yeah, i filled his ass with lead
bullets went in him, master of disaster
faster with the magnum, past him and i blast him
sicker than asthma, maybe i need to get violent (violent)
pull out the ar+15, make sure it’s silent (make sure it’s silent)
then here come the riot, pop a n+gga, make him hop and skip
drop a n+gga, i’m the opposite of a carbon copy, you a floppy disk
(grrr) here you come with that sloppy sh+t
put this body in the ocean in long beach right where the cops see sh+t
i can dip fast like a cheetah but need to leave it to beaver
yeah, i eat it raw and come back to the ball like wide receiver
i had to make my own beats
now i had to clean my own sheets, n+gga
[chorus]
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
oh, there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (pop, pop, pop)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (cack, cack, cack)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go (grrr)
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (blap, blap, blap)
[verse 2]
one, two, three, four, run up in a n+gga’s door
put his family on the floor, put the jammy in his nose
now he panicky and froze
now he ’bout to be exposed
open the safe, i see it’s closed
scopin’ the safe, i see his gold
coke in the face, i seize up
right in front of his wife i made him sit in the corner
b+tch, look at your wife, you ’bout to see us f+ck
all you ’bout to see is nuts all up in your wife’s chest
then you ’bout to see your kids over there lookin’ lifeless
it ain’t even night yet, when the night come
i’m ’bout to write somethin’ then light somethin’
when the flight’s done, i’m ’bout to write somethin’ that’s quite stunnin’
i’ma keep it comin’, though
n+gga, i’m the quarterback, i know how to run the show
mouth like a gun show, they didn’t have her spit it h+lla wickety
n+gga, i’m the sickest, you won’t get this sh+t
had to make my own beats, n+gga
now i gotta clean my own sheets, n+gga
[chorus]
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
oh, there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (pop, pop, pop)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (cack, cack, cack)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (brratt)
there he go
(what you gon’ do?) i gotta get ’em (blap, blap, blap)
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