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Текст (слова) песни: Brotha Lynch Hung - Went This Way

Two years ago, a friend of mine
told me to write me a tight ass rhyme
and so I, I wrote this rhyme that I am about to say
the rhyme is tight and it went this way
And I`m on my briefcase wit some crumbled weed
shystie niggas keep staring at me
I had my 45 and my 44
i put one on my briefcase so them niggas`ll know
lives get took
that`s it just like a book
do you want a meathook
smoke a fat blunt on my couch wit my feet up while you get took
fo yo skrill
hundred dolla bill
take yo pill muthafucka
while you bullshitin dis shit is real
i ain`t no twelve inch
can`t mix me up in this shit
i got full clips
and alone i do my shit
so trust me you information faulty
and i wouldn`t eat you cause your meat`s too salty
i`d rather, step through a fire ring wit some gasoline draws than fuck wit you
cause you the type of nigga that`ll tell`em everything you saw, wit my
big bad forty auto mag
twenty sac nigga get yo money back if you don`t think you of that sliznack
motivated, totally undominated
i got that sickness and the remedy, my momma made it
easy fo me i didn`t have to work
fourteen years old in the backseat drinkin o.e. like kirk

now just the other day a friend of mine
told me to write me a tight ass rhyme
and so i, i wrote this ryhme that i`m about to say
the rhyme is tight and it went this way
i know it`s been a long time, i shouldn`t left you
without a tight rhyme to step to
think of all them weak ass albums you slept through
well i`m yo medicine, sorry i kept you
went to my brother`s house, without a doubt
twisted one up with the nigga, smoked`em out
got to writin some of dat sicc made my own bacc fade type script
high enough to write a whole career full of shit
i mean blitzed, toe up, drug cost up, ready to fuck, throw up
man i got my cheddah cheese ass nigga know what
i don`t hold no grudges i just ain`t fuckin wit you no mo, mission stay
sicc made and don`t let nothin penetrate my barracade
barracade barracade barracade, barracade

 

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