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brotha lynch hung - stabbed lyrics

n-gg-s in sacramento don’t want it with me
tuckin’ a fifty cal get me now i’m 5150
i bet a n-gg- won’t try me i like to fry em up
wine em up, bring em in front of me i’ma dye em up
i put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommy
and have her yellin’ what’s in the bag, i’m a tsunami
n-gg-s attackin’ my label get wrapped in a cable
i’m back in the stable and i’m killin’ crackin’ an aggo, rrr
mad-ss, bad-ss everybody be wanting to have that, na that
giving em something to stab at, yeah that
i’ma be hunting their -ss fat, brat brat
i’ma be something to deal with, real sh-t
see the only way i eat is if i kill sh-t
me and tech and hopsin goin’ to pop em
put em right in the lake hey don’t drop them

hook:
n-gg-s about to get stabbed, grrr
n-gg-s about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)

[tech n9ne:]
he said he wanted
k.o.d.
to come do this
ok

people don’t feel me i think i’m really micheal myers
you think it’s silly not giving a f-ck until this psycho fires
when i go higher you said to me, why so you need a rifle, sire?
my pillies to kill ya man i’m illing to snipe your eye out
light your fire, leave us, now he’s after jesus
happy holidays, i’m…
oh what a teaser, he was not a bleeder
but you need to believe that i feed, i’m eager, ha ha
yeah i heard what he said
he ain’t able to spit another verse when he dead
burnt a n-gg-, served him the curb and they bled
with bourbon, i swervedi put his he-rs- in the bed, cha cha
yeah, you n-gg-s gotta be kidding me not even hitting me
bout to get your bodily stiff and they ought to be kissing me -ss bad
that’ll be sad, cause the n-gg- about to get stabbed
jab!

why do they persist lynch?
when they know that we’ll kill them all

hook:
n-gg-s about to get stabbed, grrr
n-gg-s about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)

[[hopsin:]
i was brought up as a man that loved to laugh, greeting everybody with a handshake, until i
built a fanbase now i gotta deal with groupie n-gg-s i run into every d-mn day, rampage
i swear to god i hope i don’t leave a n-gg-s rib cracked
how the f-ck did they find out where i live at
motherf-ckers all up in my business every minute
when i be chillin’ with women they be comin’ up tryin’ to chit chat, get back
ooh sh-t what the f-ck did i get into
no autographs i’m trying to chill with my friends dude
you don’t surround me i can’t move
can’t you see i’m trying to get to my vehicle please let the man through
i ain’t feelin’ no sorry, i
finna to go hit up my n-gg- lynch i’ma borrow a knife
and startle the lives of anybody bugging me
i don’t know if i’ma kick em or cut em it’s hard to decide
i’ma start to devise a method of deadly weapons
no question about it, you run up
then you gon to get a fight
go step in the ring if you fools dare to
you gonna second guess on taking a picture with me cause you’re to scared too

alright, alright hold up my n-gg-
what’s up man
you that n-gg- hop right
yeah
white contacts, skate wanna skateboard
hey i gotta go real quick
can i get a picture of you
na man, get the f-ck, get the f-ck out of my face

hook:
n-gg-s about to get stabbed, grrr
n-gg-s about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)

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