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lynch - m to da n lyrics

[intro]
hold tight all the ar, man
21 to 18, always
free rambo, free [?], free o.j
a-a-a-a-a-a[?] visions, baby
[verse 1]
diligent on that m, tell them n-ggas dead on step
big corn in this ting, cl!ck clack everybody dead
them n-ggas duck and dive you cannot spy what’s on the m
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diligent on that m, tell them n-ggas dead on step (diligent)
big corn in this ting, cl!ck clack everybody dead (bow)
them n-ggas duck and dive you cannot spy what’s on the m (on the ends)
man o.j run them n-ggas down, that n-gga there got cheffed (he got cheffed)
he got grabbed, got kicked and punched, that n-gga dead, nearly dead (nearly dead)
when we come ’round in that truck, them boys there they dashed
(bow bow)
those in a deadbeat wagon to me and my guys we splashed (we splashed)
try to run from the barrels and the ting, but jigger hit a n-gger in his back (in his back)
[chorus]
i got money and food on road, so i got a watch for the jicts
i got 9 barrels in this metal, circle your block blue tape
search for the ammi on road, park up and let that hit
from the m to tha n thats nothing, no we don’t stop for the jicts
[verse 2]
i got bud and grub in the whip count 2’s and i hit that strip (count 2’s)
on the m42 got a p-ss from [?] and bits ([?] sellin’ bits)
on the m42 [?] ways to plug that sh-t (plug that sh-t)
n-ggas talkin’ they ain’t really ’bout it
you can hold corn if you really ’bout it (bow!)
ar yeah we really bout it
feed the strip if there’s fiends around it
plug the p-rs-l got the grease around it
whole cannons yeah we really sound it (bow!)
sell it take that to cut around it
that’s a whole box i can’t talk about it
on the m i can’t walk or doubt it
on the m i can’t walk or doubt it (grra!)
[chorus]
i got money and food on road, so i got a watch for the jicts
i got 9 barrels in this metal, circle your block blue tape
search for the ammi on road, park up and let that hit
from the m to tha n thats nothing, no we don’t stop for the jicts
[verse 3]
we got barrels and pours in the rafe [reversed audio] yesterday
[reversed audio] that b-tch got cheffed the other one he got [reversed audio]
you man do sh-t bootin’ go back dead and lie (liars)
us man do them bootin’ no we don’t speak on the grave (shhh)
4 and a half for both, i just dropped off a nine
i put 4 or more in your red, blue lights smoke that chase (chase)
couple times on that m, then you dustin’ out from them jicts (from them jicts)
i got smoke in pantry boy, mind what you say
[chorus]
i got money and food on road, so i got a watch for the jicts
i got 9 barrels in this metal, circle your block blue tape
search for the ammi on road, park up and let that hit
from the m to tha n thats nothing, no we don’t stop for the jicts

- lynch lyrics

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