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That's How My Trigga Went

X-Raided

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[Brotha Lynch Hung] A nine in my mothafucking guts, so cold (...My nine is easy to load...) So I keep the mothafucka on safe Cause a nine in your dick ain't safe Rolling up in a devil rag Caprice Triple-6 the Bounty got the clip to my piece Roasted dog meat tonite we gonna feast Load'em up, Nigga Deep on a creep, boom, boom Let'em see what's up, the Brotha Lynch Straight using my life broke All I see is devils and gun smoke But they want me to be heaven sent Boom and that's how my trigga went Gotta fix that crack Mama gotta grave, nigga shit like that Put a nigga aching, having fits like that Guns on safe but it clicks right back (...Going out on a mothafucka like that...) I take it to the head Now I'm dead... [Brotha Lynch Hung] The nigga with the mothafucking sickness Cut ya pussy with a razor blade, bitch Come sit on my face, bleed all over my face Get up, now let me nut in ya face Nothing but the atheist talking that crazy shit Something like the triple-six sickness Bitch, ya betta be used to be a bitch Ya betta be used to me when I picture six six six I'm layin' on my bed like a grave Praying I'n not that way, I'm like this: Put ya wound on my lips The Brotha Lynch biting to the skin rips X-rated flicks, nothing but the Brotha Lynch sickness, bitch Fuck him if ya nigga wanna talk some shit Punk mothafucka [Gunshot] I'm the mothafucking Brotha Lynch... (...Going out...) Loadin'em up! (...on a mothafucka...) Blowin'em up! (...like that...) Nigga, I'm sick of this shit Bitch, open ya legs for this Now guess where my trigga went... [Triple-6 Bounty] Triple-6 mothafucking Bounty fiending to eat this mothafucking mob Pussy... So there is it, nigga...So I'ma kick this shit for ya... Give it up for the Endangered And that's how my nigga went Rough, so fucking rough, my nigga's trigga went rip gut So fucking what? My nigga Lynch ain't the nigga you thought he was, bitch Catch a bullet of Lynch Hung Or the swing of a left foot's swang By the fool who speaks in Devil tongue That's how that nigga went Plus that how my trigga went Would ya figure by now? You mothafuckas consider him insane The Baby Killa's already dead Boom, boom, feel the weight of the lead in a baby's head Skitzo, my nigga went buckwild Hah haaaa... (...God bless ya child...)
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