Brotha Lynch Hung - Buy Another Gun lyrics

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Brotha Lynch Hung - Buy Another Gun lyrics

(BLH Talkin') Yeah this song's about homies You know real homies fake homies All of the above you know Kind of a touchy subject man But n***az got to go there you know Me and MC Eiht back again yet (Chorus) I had to but another gun(buy another gun) I had to drop another homie(drop another homie) Got to keep a gun on me(Got to keep a gun on me) Keep real homies for life(keep real homies for life) X2 (Yeah) (Verse 1:Brotha Lynch Hung) Where was dem n***az when I was broke Sellin dope outta my grandma's window No nope no indo no homies Just a couple like Big Hollis,and Sicx(What Up) Tryin to make dollarz make sense Try to make life make sense(Cuz) n***az come and go like the 81 bus And thats why I talk alot of sh** I can make 81 cuts sh** I was doing bad like down to 81 bucks (sh**) n***az be hella mad if I buy 81 trucks I put the key in the slot I'm 'bout to take-off I'm like Nicholas Cage run up n***a I'll rip your Face-Off I don't trust nobody Real homies I keep'em fake homies I bleed'em n***a I creep like the reaper and you won't even see'em This mothaf**a tried to follow me home Had me hittin next to right unloccin the crome I live my life like it's a war outside Think what you say say what you say but it's more about pride anyway (Chorus) X2 (Verse 2: MC Ehit) Is there a heavan for a gangsta That's the question Somebody might find out if these fools keep testin All i'm try to do is feed my kids And stop them bad dreams when I close my lids I got a late night churp my n***a got shot I told my f**in homie that the blocc was hot You made it this far and you now got hit And i can't think straight i'm on sum serious sh** Got me all tore up i swore to get bacc Know the enemy wantin for the sh** to cracc And i'm tryin to think about my f**in kids at home And what they goin to do if there daddy is gone A thin line between freedom and a D.A. Caught wit the AK 20 years to lay Now the judge wanna hit the mothaf**a wit the book So the deal for the 20 n***a quiccly took (Chorus) X2 (Verse 2:MC Ehit) Whats this meaning to this hgood sh** don't ask me When a hood n***a stuck in the CPT They wont hire a ex-felon wit a record So i put it all down on record n***a checc it Gun checc 45 is hard to survive (thats right) Enemies real close hoes tryna conive (thats right) I deal wit the stress of the every day street Every blocc got a n***a tryin to hustla for each(what up Lynch) (chorus) X2 (BLH Talkin') Yeah these days its kind of hard to get hard to get new homies You kind of develop bizness partnas And hopefully over time you'll develop into a friend relationssip But if not you ownly keep a couple homies by the time you 60 That you end up seein' before you pa** so This to all my real homies Shout outs to Ehit,Sacc,Big Hollis,All my siccmade n***az My n***a Phonk Beta for bein' there during my whole career And shout out to my n***a Sicx, Max Collits I got to get you in here still thinking about you roung here FUCC wit everybody thinks (chorus) X2