Brotha Lynch Hung - G-Status lyrics

(Brotha Lynch Hung) My peoples... My peoples We must maintain G- Status (Singing) Thinking about living with out you (Brotha Lynch Hung) Based on technicalities, Ill nature and our future. f** Work with the mic, work with the mic (Brotha Lynch Hung) I put the pedal to the metal in that n***as rag top After I left him in his back seat, chockin and hopin that his life won't end tonight Had to take him for his fifty, cause it was so tight Hit the corner in it, In a minute I'm bout to decorate somebody mortuary wit bone dust f** n***as I don't trust they venemous I bend a muskrat n***a like you in half Have you takin short breaths inside a d**h blood bath Pullin n***as apart like bammer weed, takin em for their 3-fifty Hit the corner of Watt and Whitney, that's where that green sh** be Fifty sack and i'm out with a b**h that I don't know About to hit the momo back to lose a ho gain a ho So who's to know bruise a ho up like me or not Whether i'm livin out my momma house or in the back of my whatchamacallit Doin thangs us n***as do Get me another one of them faulty b**hes pervin off the ole 8 brew Then what you do, I smile in they face Then leave they muthaf**in body in a casketcase I'm a basketcase, everyday all day to the day I die I'mma k**'em all up fill'em all up lick'em, wheel'em, deal'em Dig'em a ditch then stick the b**h (Singing) Thinking about living without you (Black Caesar Talking) Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs Just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost... Blackout blackout when the lights off. Got a n***a on Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs Just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost... Blackout blackout when the lights off (Brotha Lynch Hung) My n***a... I'm off this muthaf**in O'E bottle on the throttle Cause these little n***as is catchin up grabbin the tec and buck Stab in the neck and struck body in the back of the truck And strap the Midevil tape to the dead body, Maserati, John Gotti Made n***a, Put you in duct tape and leave you sinkin in the river Take my kindness for weakness if you want to I lost my baby Nevin, can't tell you what a n***a do (Singing chorus) (Brotha Lynch Hung) I got voices in my muthaf**in head Choice to leave muthaf**as dead, puddle of red, sat on the bed Put my muthaf**in strap down, put my hands on my face Gotta beat this muthaf**in case (Singing chorus) (Black Caesar talking) (6X) Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs Just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost... Blackout blackout when the lights off. Got a n***a on Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs Just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost... Blackout blackout when the lights off