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Welcome 2 Your Own Death

アーティスト:Brotha Lynch Hung  アルバム:Season Of Da Siccness: The Resurrection 

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As I bail through the woods of the southside Terrors on nine milli chrome kill alone cause I trust no snitch When I peel a dome and bail Gone like hell right through the do I'm rollin' a fat sack of red boogy boo, nigga ooh Watch me bail nigga but you don't see me though Cause I'm rollin' fat sacks in the back of my vehicle But takin' a puff of the dank stuff and enough that double O-A-E dooz me I'm slowly loadin' up the oozy Well now who's he Well it's that dead motherf**ker doe Well whatcha know comin' through with that murder mo And I heard you know now whose been bustin' up on the garden block You either give up the information, nigga I get shots, so nigga nah WHAT! I guess you wanna dose of this milla Twenty-four shots from that mommas baby killa Nigga mack hustla, cap busta, infact I'm just a mack ten Bustin' em at your chin before I crept nigga Welcome to your own death Chorus x6 Nigga welcome to your own death (BUCK! For them who don't know bout loc to da brain Them got them nine millimeter strap and true is the game) x2 So niggas miss my sicc Some niggas don't know me, niggas don't know my click That O-loc-double-C-O-G rip gut canibal type of shit Plus many more caps bust Anymore sacks to roll up, we need that high back So niggas done load them nins and pull them high jacks And lie back in the cut and roll another fat one up Tack one up for loc to the brain Them niggas that really don't give a f**k Around and get buck, shot it up and dump in a truck and left in a cut


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