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BROTHA LYNCH HUNG lyrics : "Situation on Dirty"

V-Town in the mother$#&@er, situation dirty and %#@!
Killa, yeah
Today's out to be recognized


[Verse 1]


I got that ^!$$% for about 4 zones, had to get dirty though
Left him in his driveway soakin wet sold his 6.4
Couldn't keep it no mo' that mother$#&@er was filthy

Mo' bodies done been in that trunk
than in the cemetary and the mortuary
Had a bullethole by the gas tank, put 1500 in the bank

Drig the (*##$ for 18 but spent 300 last year on some dank
Shot to my brothers house and got them ^!$$%z high
It was the Man Klan, 3 Deep, and the ^!$$% six

we was off that chocolate thai
And all that time that 187 was on my mind
Shot the man in cold blood

and I knew his momma saw the drive-by
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see me
On Americas Most Wanted $#&@ed up gettin snatched out my teepee

^!$$% we in the back of the 69 Cut', and it's so foggy
Paranoia done got me on my strap and I'm a fiend for raw meat
They say all ^!$$%z talk about is murderin and gettin high

But situation gettin filty and I gots ta have mine

[Chorus x2]


With me it's like American Express, I don't leave home without my
Smith-n-Wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole, now I'm trying to climb back out
Ya $#&@ with the wrong ^!$$%, I wish my brother was out


[Verse 2]

Now it started back in SouthSide sack, I was with my momma

Drinkin' inches of the Old E, hittin chronic ever so often
Often in another world trippin', while he was on another room stickin
My click think sick I got that 12 guage pump started trippin

Kick the door open, blood stains cops came
Quietly I had to remaintain thang, same thang
My love don't fit you, I got that US military issue

Had to plant one in your brain, get away, if a cop plead insane
A couple of down $$# top notches I used to know, had a spot
I was good for 4 days off yack and chronic and makin' a plot

Cause murder was the case, when I saw his face
Took his life, left his brains all over the pillow case
What would you be thinkin of when your momma's yelling STOP!

My first thought was cut him in half and drag the other half to his stash

They say all ^!$$%z talk about is murderin and gettin high but situation

real filthy and I got ta get mine

[Chorus]


With me it's like American Express, I don't leave home without my
Smith-n-Wesson Bulletproof vest,

I done dug myself a hole, now I'm trying to climb back out
Ya $#&@ with the wrong ^!$$%, I wish my brother was out [fades]

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