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sir mike g - bodies n ditches lyrics

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[verse 1: sir mike g]
here comes the life seeka, chrome that’s gon get yo -ss
90 percent of n-ggas die
victim of the bullet head
cold-hearted, young k!llas, n-ggas on that f-ckin’ blow
best be comin’ equipped with a gauge, drop and hit to da f-ckin’ floor
robbin’ is the game
watch em’ hang, we caught ’em slippin’
we buck em’ down, bullets to chest, like scottie pippen
a n-gga wit no love
shoot you in da skull
from da blast of willett thugz
pimpin’ in this ’96, all of us are born to die
smokin’ on some blunts mixed wit powda, n-ggas stay so high
got the 380’s, sellin’ c0ke, big nutz
bustaz can not f-ck with this, make them hoes bite the dust
helicoptas after me
pigs have no sympathy
if they catch me, i’m headin’ straight to the penitentiary
wanted for a murda, 187 i’m poppin’ b-tches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches..

[hook]
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!

[verse 2: the willett kl1ck] (specific rapper unknown)
woke up in the late at night, toss n turnin’ in my sleep
thinking bout them b-tches, mayne, if i’m caught, they after me
so i get my 9, cuz i might try to do a hit
full of drugs, on the flow, this point i don’t need no friends
by myself
thinkin’ death, them b-tches they gonna die
and 3 other silly suckas, i’ma take they f-ckin’ life
they the ones, caught ’em slippin’ walkin’ from the corner store
we handled business, c-cked the glock, time to do it, hoe
we bucked on the fool with the glizz glock pointed to his head
i looked him dead in his eyes, the kid knew that he was dead
one gone, two to go
i gotta find that other hoe
there’s gonna be more bodies in the ditch, b-tch i thought you know!

[hook]
dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!

[verse 3: sir mike g]
network tv folks, feds all up on my nuts
constantly showin’ police file tapes of me k!llin’ folks
servin’ them, mentally, -ss on the front page
when i cold finish them, i’ll load up like johnny cage
drop you like a body slam
scr-ppin’ tough like bam bam
a-s-a-p- mothaf-ckas gonna see me
glock tight
take yo life
another victim’s in my sight
movin’ like a ninja, dressed in black, with a deadly frown
tip-toe all you bustas with the quickness to put yo -ss down
mind of a psychopathic, cold-hearted k!lla
born with the yalk, so i’m quick to pull the trigga
i hope you don’t think that i’ma motherf-ckin’ jokin’!
this goes out to you heavy b-tches that be scopin’
first one, i shoot you in yo motherf-ckin’ head
then check yo pockets layin’ on the ground as you bled
number two, you ain’t gonna know what to do!
when the mask catch yo -ss
n-gga drop it off yo -ss!
fool number three, i rob you for yo motherf-ckin’ riches..
sir mike g, dumpin’ bodies up in ditches…

[outro- hook]
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!

dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!

dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
bodies n ditches!
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
bodies n ditches!
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
bodies n ditches!
dumpin’ n-ggas, dumpin’ n-ggas up in ditches
bodies n ditches!
yalk, yalk slangin’ c0ke, hangin’ bodies in ditches!

- sir mike g lyrics

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