Brotha Lynch Hung - Suicidio Morte lyrics

I don't know Just take his a** out Wake his a** up Break in his house Quiet as a mouse Creep around Run through the mansion Seek it out Everybody gotta die Gimmie his head Put the 9 to his head Make him pee in the bed Fine imma say that imma eat and rape it Then imma put him in a place where they keep it in Vegas Imma play this game tonight You bring the oil i'll bring the knife Shoot him in the soil about late tonight Newspaper said I ate your wife Paparazzi about to stop me A lotta MCs my carbon copy You can hear it You can see it Any n***a that face me I frica**ee it Should have been around so you can see it Next thing you know you'll be eating that meat sh** I don't know Just take his a** out Wake his a** up Break in his house Quiet as a moue Creep around Run through the mansion Seek it out Everybody gotta die Gimmie his head Put the 9 to his brain Make him pee in the bed Ay three in the head teenager gone Walk through the house like i'm seeing the dead Talking about he going to be in the red Socked in the mouth Teeth in his head No c**aine just ???? Just imagine that with OE to the head I'm blasting back Here from the stairs Beef in the bedroom 3 of them dead