Brotha Lynch Hung - G'd Up lyrics

[Produced By AC3Beats] [Intro: Trizz] Baby ripgut, the vampire, and the south side cannibal, n***a Trizz [Verse 1: Trizz] If some n***as talking sh** in my city, let's get it cracking This sh** is more than rapping, click clack you then get to clapping Or we can keep it personal, walk up on them and stab them These n***as ain't with the business I swear to you they just acting You motherf**ers ain't on my level, go get a job Or bump into one of my lil n***as and then get robbed Shout out my n***a Sean, he with it, ready to mob These n***as ain't really banging They get pressed and turn to god f** church, they stealing instead of praying Collection goes to the pastor, so f** whatever they're saying If a reverend tries to stick me for my fetti, Imma spray him Jesus gon' have to save him, Imma k** him, I ain't playing Ay man, I'm high as f** off of this Stay blunt and my eyes red, shockingly I ain't dead f** y'all, run and tell them what I said I be at the crib, playing Xbox, getting head, n***a [Hook: Trizz] [x2] Ease up, G's up, stay G'd up They them and we us, we leak blood You know the name n***a, made gang, eat guts Gangster sh**, n***a, I was raised on that G stuff [Verse 2: G-Macc] I deal with a lot of n***as like that What I do is, rip out their intestines Throw them in the back, then I drive off It's my prerogative, switch knives leave your mind soft Get the tiny cough and eat them for breakfast, IHOP Fry your guts like [?], I was talking and suggested Clean up blood, like Mr. Clean Stay sick, cause it's just a season Sherman, the IV I'm leaving Embalming fluid, get the cigarette, light it, breath in We eat skin off n***as, that trynna creep in And use this for our name They can't get away with that, get the baby snatched In a heinous act, baby, I could throw away The [?] sh**, better get your chrome thang aiming Until the Made Gangcame in Pull out the AK, spray them Take the witnesses, I'm an agent Double O deuce four, like Kevin told you, blood on the apron None of your family's safe then Imma rape them and eat like bacon Make them get naked, then waste them Cut out your tongue I taste it [Hook: Trizz] [x2] [Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung] And what I do is get two kids Dress them up in all blue fits And raise them to be a gangster But Imma tell them n***as what you did Now let me tell you, raped a 17 year old School teacher slash rapper You should get a dil*o shaped like your wife and name it after her I'm G'd up, like Gardenblock n***a you better watch your back Blood n***as ain't got you, I got blood brothers that'll handle that Run in the house with the mini Macc They don't give a f**, they k**ing kids and grown ups n***a bodies get sewed up n***a, you don't know your history I did that sh**, n***a, you mad cause you the missing piece Leave your body in missing pieces Mission complete, it's manimal Now I think this n***a Hannibal want to get handled, yo sh**, he couldn't hold a candle to manibal animal n***a I'm eating n***as for breakfast and drinking a can of milk Yeah, you know it's done n***a Me and G-Macc, Trizz, we eating when we done with ya [Hook: Trizz] [x2]