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Brotha Lynch
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Back Fade
Lyricist:Kevin Mann
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah Y'all interested to know Check that shit lynch It's the devil
Yeah, the cap busting neva stops I got my clips And my glocks a bunch of motherfuckas give me props Funny style fools dealt with that's why I neva lynch Hung with the crews low
Neva caught slipping I knew I had to have mine (Yeah) So I hooked up with my folks who hooked a nigga with a nine Now I got my own back fade and once ya start shooting at foes You betta have your own grave made
Foo named Blackie spitting at everybody bout How he was hard and was knocking niggas out I see some envyingly of the lynch hung Every time I talk to 'em foes say he just bought a new gun
And I can feel 'em from a mile away Fronting like he all that shit but like my nigga say Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back So hey I got my own back fade nigga
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade
Nigga I thought you knew you couldn't fade this All them props you got ain't but fake shit Trying to run up on a oozie with a nine clip And find your brain cooking in a barbecue pit (Yeah)
'Cuz I don't play that shit low and I ain't soft Bout your rumors gimmy got his mouth shot off Then his head cut off just for fucking up With a nigga that got a room full of baby gut
When I was peeping it I was tripping off of what I seen Dumb nigga you fronting on the wrong team I could a had you with a click getting hella props Now you running around like a monkey with his head cut off
Fucking with me no checking my nine pops Leaving a nigga with a mouth full of gun shots By a lunatic niggas score some old clothes I'm like some paid to filling bodies full of bullet holes
And I can feel em from a mile away Fronting like they all that shit but like my nigga say Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back So hey I got my own back fade nigga
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Hey, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back You know I got my own back fade Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Hey, I got my own back fade
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yeah, you know what I'm saying I'm the so called devil that Brotha Lynch Was talking bout you know They can't nobody fade this
This nigga packs his own people you know what I'm saying But with this cannibalistic theory you know what I'm saying So mm, Lynch help me with this shit kick that old shit
Most of my niggas come and go like a foes life A couple of 40's and a joint later nut not Thats why I'm kicking with the hardest motherfucker living My nigga nine eating humans like thanksgiving
And it be eating 'em by the fo's at least Marinating niggas skin like a thick slab of roast beef Then I'm cooking 'em while I'm fending for fee Drinking a 40 eat some human meat And sit and watch my teeth bleed
Ain't a motherfucker out trying to feel me About a million motherfuckas wanna kill me That's why Ninna got 16 partners Smoking a nigga from my human meat pot luck
Click popo buckshots to a niggas chest Nigga rips in my mouth now who's next I got the menu of a motherfucking cannibal As I continue I'm a human eating niggaro
Eating niggas with my nine so hey You fronting like your all that shit but like my niggas say Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back So hey I got my own back fade nigga
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back Yeah, I got my own back fade
Coming straight from the grave with the rip gut Cannibal atheist couldn't give a motherfuck Heard a lot of motherfuckas wanna stop this I keep em paralyzed young monotonic
Though I pop shit something like a blood vessel Drink blood like a vamp then become amp That means I take all the pussy and you get the fist Grab a leg like a wishbone and make a wish
Pop yeah there it goes first love lead To a bed full of pussy bleeding bloodshed Now I'm psyched 'cuz I know a nigga want some He better pack a gun or know how to run
And I ain't met too many niggas that could eat meat Like a nigga with a mouth full of crooked teeth And I'm a motherfucker that thrive on homosapien beef Them niggas don't know I'm seriously crazy
And I can feel em from a mile away Fronting like they all that shit but like my nigga say Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back So hey, I got my own back fade nigga
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
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