Brotha Lynch Hung - That's What I Said lyrics

(lynch): Now i'm the type of n***a that'll leave a horse head in ya bed Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin' Get away clean with the scheme glock 17 in my lap As i creep away in the black cadillac Cuz you know i got sh** to do Fake id, cuz i been murderin' muthaf**as like hiv As i creep real slow through your blood vessels Five weeks later, n***a, god bless you Now i'm stressed with the smith & wess My music career ain't been the best Bound to have my momma wearin' a tight dress b**h make my money right Or get ya throat slit an drug in the bushes as ya inside gushes Then i'm smashin' through the night, mozzaradi with cauz He hittin' corners hella tight n***a you know i'm right My momma taught me, n***a don't give a f** And when i die, crumble me in a joint and smoke me up That's what said (loki): I'm high up off the hocus poucus My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis, and muthaf**as know this I'm quick to pull the pin up out the grenade And hand you the pineapple and say here muthaf**a, hold this Loki and the murder show, the sequence begins with freaks in the mo-mo We seein' alibi's provided, we frequent, and now my n***as ridin' Slip clips in the pen, and do that sh**, smoke the buddah sh** See when they say siccmade, whispers in your ear, the taste is bitter Blowin' muthaf**as into smithers Triple x liquor, with nuthin' but curse in our verses Obscene, unfit for major mainstream magazines Lace you up in kerosene and see that a** ignited I mean we got the v-8 for your gangsta lean I seen war machines and street marines Dirty nina's in the hands of ghetto fiends I'm caught between the hard life and ghetto dreams I got schemes with black berets and get away like o.j., clean The ripgut, he got the cannibalistic qz, and the illegitimate got another 16 You see the front page news only show the inmates, and not the cage While elections play with the public's rage f** those who criticize, let 'em lead their lives through the sh** we done And then say that we ain't right That's what i said (lynch): Black pits in the backyard, i don't feed 'em Hafta buy a pit a week cuz gone eatin' Off that mad dog 20/20 i'm bout to take my money Ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage Understand this, radiation and mushroom blast It's almost 20g, i gotta plot my sh** and get my cash D-dub around the corner in the impala Zigg zagg in the trash can with the auto mag last time i saw her Beta, stand look out by the liquor store Loki, you hear some movement, n***a you know, do that hoe Time's murder so i'm time plottin' Creep with a hand cannon, takin' out every n***a banstandin' Cuz i'm aggressive like a wolverine Beta done caught that a** and got the gasoline Hot out your worstest dream Then it all adds up to sittin' in hawaii With a ak on my lap off that puffy stuff That's what i said