Mr. Doctor - k**a Cap Pilla lyrics

(Doc) (Intro) Yeah k**a cap pilla days Like that check it out (Doc) Yo n***a they bustin watch your bacc God looks at Zo Yeah its the loc Pa** the motha fuccin nina Cuz I'm dumpin cuz they dumpin on me Drop the "Ides" Zo Lucky I was high popped off five And something threw me bacc That ripped the sh** up out my side Damn I'm spinnin n***as ain't k** me yet so I got up dumpin Them n***as hit so quick how could I do somethin Damn I'm out too Around the field and out of Dodge We coo was breathin hard Then I seen the hole up in my blues So now I'm stunned and lift my shirt, right? Bluesin' my high I spot the blood not like all over me But I'm feelin tired So I pa**ed the strap to Ant Tight just cuz I'm shot up in my gut Got this crampin and sh** Zo like "come on Doc, we out" Now bout this time I ran my a** bacc in the apartment Got the phone dialed the 9-1-1 Dropped the phone and fell on the floor Ant like "don't die on me Doc Loc you gonna stay coo'" And I'm like "yo cuz n***a bacc up of me Fool you're smutherin all my breathin room" I'm takin short breathes Would've swore to Gardens that I was dead Big X was right ain't one motha fucca alive With a bulletproof forehead And I'm feelin faint Knowin my insides is to-up So now I lay me down But it's still Lincoln Village k**a Chorus (Doc) Now you can't find not one motha fucca in they set Ya gets no respect Betta to clown yo dead folks Cuz I be yellin Village k**a And motha fuccas I be yellin Lincoln Cap Pilla Now you can't find not one motha fucca in they set Ya gets no respect Betta to clown yo dead folks Cuz I be yellin Village k**a And motha fucca I be yellin Lincoln Cap Pilla (Doc) Now a n***a a** got out the motha fuccin Med Center Trama For twenty-two days I did the days I did the stay Got out and started bacc on the campaign representin loc It's Mr. motha fuccin Doc from the set All them gangstas know Can't none of them fucc with I'm still on the spot And watch somejealous-a** ol' Granz Get with some youngstas just by hangin with Doc Now that's some real b**h type sh** n***a so how you fuccin with me I gets my ride on betta all day It's E-B-K So k**a on the rival n***a peela n***as dome With a motha fuccin nina n***a k** of all ya [reversed lyric - unintelligible] It don't stop it don't quit n***a rolls who you fuccin with When I get off they blocc I'm bout to have my a** an empty clip Taste these nuts fucc with the s*uts Look at flag n***a don't it make you mad When I threw up yo set then shoot a k**a And I'm all up out this b**h 2 minutes 9 seconds n***a Now I lay me down But it's still Lincoln Village k**a (Brotha Lynch Hung) (Outro) (Gigglin) Yeah yeah I know I know Know what I'm sayin Motha fuccin ain't goin to stop bangin now Y'all think that sh**'s over I don't go for sh** Know what I'm sayin I got respest for my n***as man I'm just on a different level you know This n***a got to handle his you know (Gigglin) Y'all n***as is sicc n***a thinkin that sh** is over with n***a it's still Rip no matter what I'm doin n***a My little cuz is on his own level you know (Gigglin) Fucc that n***a How mothafuccas gonna go out like that n***a Motha fucca k** you n***a You should k** yoouself you can't k** him bacc n***a (Gigglin) That's on Locc 2 Da Brain (Gigglin) You know what I'm sayin Y'all n***as stray You know what I'm sayin n***a like me That n***a Lynch you know I'm not givin a fucc You know what I'm sayin Steadily tryna to have some love for motha fuccas That n***a Doc n***a he on a different level n***a That n***a got to handle his n***a There's only one life to live you know (Gigglin) Oh sh** these n***as These n***as thought that sh** was over n***a this sh** ain't near over n***a Motha fucca ai't scared of a bullet wound n***a I'm carryin a bullet wound n***a You know Ain't nothin wrong with bein on a different level n***a But you go to respect what my n***as doin (Gigglin) This sh** got me crazy n***a This sh** is just a trip n***a It ain't based on the fact I'm high n***a I'm just really trippin of this sh** n***a Motha fucca can't be scared n***a He's not dead yet n***a n***a you got your time (Gigglin) You got your time n***a It just wasn't his time n***a Y'all motha fuccas should have did him (Gigglin) I'm do a fool n***a I don't want no motha fucca comin after me But n***a it's all the way on It's all the way on (Gigglin) It's Lincoln Village n***a I call that n***a Lincoln Village k**a