Brotha Lynch Hung - Fundamentals of Ripgut Cannibalism (Outro) Lyrics

Lyrics Fundamentals of Ripgut Cannibalism (Outro) - Brotha Lynch Hung



Hit the dank n took my glock off lock
N on, to the 21st block
Im rollin in a drop top
Fever zero that black criminal
Mac mac nigga that pop pop
A couple of rounds n when i test'em
Ey fuck a smith n wesson
I got my 9 at my chest n
I got my dime bag of stress weed
A 40oz of OE n
Im creepin up on some niggas in a mobb n a nigga claimin OG (pop)
*Something i cant understand*
So wrap that nigga up
Put'em in a herse n im hittin 50
Goin sideways to the next light
You know
N i hit that corner of 24th street
Some nigga be nuggin lynch
N i aint fittin to get got
Ima shoot before im shot
For the fact that im smokin up this:
Double u- double e d(weed)
Reachin in the glove box
For the welfare weed thats fillin a nigga's sock
So its like
Dead bodies in an oldsmobile
While im skirt past the corner with an empty 9 and some burban
Right
I just adjust to the fact that niggas aint got no hope
Im fillin'em up with 16
And lettin em know:?



Writer(s): Singleton


Brotha Lynch Hung - 24 Deep
Album 24 Deep
date of release
10-08-2009




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