Текст песни Did And Did It - Brotha Lynch Hung
Lynch):
I
feel
my
nut
sacs
loadin'
up
Get
off
the
freeway
at
broadway
with
saccage
like
a
muthafucka
Gots
to
parlay,
I
was
off
that
alize
like
everyday
I
was
on
stuck,
hoes
ain't
shit
So
I
fucked
that
bitch
in
the
back
of
the
cut
and
got
the
fuck
up
Saw
my
nigga
phonk
beta,
picked
him
up
He
had
a
fat
sac
of
bomb
and
a
blunt,
I
was
like
'roll
it
up'
Now
I'm
twisted,
with
a
pit's
grip
on
the
alize
And
two
miles
away
from
a
top
notch
I
met
the
other
day
Groom
yourself,
I'm
on
my
way
over
In
my
brother's
cocaine
white
nova
Shift
kit,
high
rise
intake,
man,
a
4-3-50
motor
Now
you
know
this
wasn't
no
bitch
She
had
a
nigga
nuttin'
quick
and
she
could
suck
a
good
dick
I
was
all
up
in
it,
situation
was
faulty
Had
to
report
back
to
the
captain,
and
she
told
him
she
never
saw
me
No
matter
what
you
saw
about
that
hoe
She
said
'meet
me
at
the
mo-mo'
and
she
told
you
she
didn't
go
Chorus:
Once
upon
a
time,
once
upon
a
time
And
we
did
it,
and
we
did
it
Once
upon
a
time,
once
upon
a
time
And
she
said
it
was
cool
(Phonk
beta):
'Cause
she's
a
bitch,
whatever
would
I
love
a
hoe
for?
I
bust
a
nut
and
then
i'ma
cut
right
out
the
back
door
Didn't
know
she
had
a
funky
rotten
pussy
They
could
be
strapped
at
the
sideshow,
check
it
out
Nowadays
you
better
be
strapped
before
you
tap
that
ass
If
not
she'll
have
you
pissin'
out
broken
glass
Ain't
that
a
bitch,
she
got
you
stuck
with
a
shot
in
the
butt
Was
it
really
worth
a
nut?
check
it
out
What
about
that
dummy,
that
one
that
got
hooked
on
marijuana
Got
her
budded,
and
she
nutted,
we
both
was
in
the
sauna
One
nigga
mobbed
to
the
store
for
ya
donna
Well
clean
the
wax
out
ya
ears
and
hear
the
drama
'Cause
i'ma
tell
it
the
way
it
couldn't
be
told,
Sold
it
the
way
it
couldn't
be
sold
Nigga
who
you
talkin'
bout?
bout
these
young
sweet
hoes
So
tick
tock,
it
don't
stop
the
hustle
Donna
went
down
lip
locked
on
my
love
muscle
I'm
jb
the
beta
manipulator,
let
me
begin
If
my
dick
is
in
your
mouth
then
my
balls
is
on
your
chin
Balls
is
on
your
chin,
the
pubic
hairs
is
up
your
nose
I'm
that
nigga
that
gives
and
you
that
nigga
that
blows
Chorus
(Brotha
lynch):
Around
the
corner
from
me
Light
skinned,
packed,
she
stood
Muggin'
like
a
maniac
in
a
straight
jacket
It
was
on
and
crackin'
Knowin'
I
shouldn't
be
late
night
fuckin'
with
that
shit
But
I
was
off
this
perry
mason
bout
to
act
like
jason
It
was
friday
the
13th,
my
day
to
work
meat
A
pack
of
blacks,
and
a
half
a
20
sac
of
the
thai
and
some
o.e.
You
know
me,
I
fuck
long
and
nut
long
Hit
you
in
the
face
with
some
of
that
silky,
Hot
and
sicc
and
make
you
mind
strong
Grab
your
knees
and
let
me
lean
back
I'ma
grip
your
clit
with
my
lips
And
motivate,
coordinate
'g'
shit
Speak
japanese
up
in
your
shit
Watch
it
all
ease
up
out
your
shit
And
we
did
it,
and
did
it,
and
did
it...
Chorus
1 You May Be
2 Raw Meat
3 24 Deep
4 Devils And Gun Smoke
5 Heaters
6 Did And Did It
7 Die
8 Last Night
9 Papers
10 Corpse Came To Dinner
11 Went From
12 My Mind Ain't Right
13 Good Night
14 It's Just Me
15 Suicide Note
16 Refuse To Lose
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