Lord Infamous - Leaking lyrics

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Lord Infamous - Leaking lyrics

[Hook: Indo G] 2x Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] BLAY! Standin' in the acid rain Skin meltin' off my face, you can see my veins Clotheshanger up his nose, pull out some brain Rap the .45 through his teeth - chitty bang bang n***as meltin' like salt poured on a snail Slice your pupils, have your b**h a** needin' braille Eat a sack lunch in a f**in' whole sale Pay my lawyer with c**aine and post a damn bail I'm Lord Infamous the villain, come with me to hell Break down the Thrax and snort me a wicked rail Put up with my playa partner pumpin' pistol grip Erase the whole script, walkin' with a gangsta limp Don't make me trip Run up with the mossberg Heads tossed on the curb b**h don't you say a word This sh** can get observed Run up with the mossberg Heads tossed on the curb b**h don't you say a word Get your f**in' face blurred [Hook: Indo G] 2x Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce [Verse 2: Indo G] ... how kids washin' em with these ways I ain't talkin' 'bout no chicken The chinese get me explained (?) like I'm Hussein I'm a bad a** mane They scared to see me shine Now that's some goddamn shame I'm a full grown pit You boys is like chihuahua Me and the chinese boys fight You gon' get ate, slaughter Like Texas Chainsaw Ma**acre n***a Breakin' the best in the game But I took a chill pill Stackin' my figures Boy it's hard in these streets Knee-deep up in this game If I don't hustle; I don't eat Can't front you nothin' mane The f**in' snow b**h the show must go on Wrong place, right time Do or die 'bout me and mine Crime pays, ounces, pounds, bricks n***as catchin' cases Over the phone, leavin' traces All up in yo f**in' matrix Watchin' n***a, watchin' b**h And watchin' blood When sh** hit the fan It's just you and f**in' judge dummy [Hook: Indo G] 2x Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce