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BROTHA LYNCH HUNG lyrics : "Catch you"

(feat. Cocain (Paper Chasin Organization))

[Chorus x4: Nefarious]


Catch ya wit yo pants
Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin'

Don't matter what you saw, death is what you reepin'

[Lynch]

I remain real like my cousin E-Mil
Packin steel
It's the Southside whorida

Can't $#&@ wit these othasidas
Eastside, Westside
This situation is dirty like chopped up nation

So I stay wit the best side
^!$$% let's ride ($#&@ that!!)
I stay solo like a black cat

$#&@ a bad wrap
I seen it happen to my cousin
I'm like the Dirty Dozen

Wrapped up in buns
?He said he was buzzin?
But you know he wasn't

Cause if life was free I would say $#&@ money
You can douse me in monkey blood
Fill my pockets wit drug money and duck from me

You was a $#&@ homie only wanted the plug ^!$$%
Cut yo %#@! off like smud ^!$$%
I gotta say $#&@ ^!$$%s and buck ^!$$%s

And wit a passion and keep smashin'
Get away before the task bend the corner
On a mission for rippin ^!$$%s up like toilet tissue

Wit the German issue
Now yo family gone have to miss you
I'm sicker than racism

It's everybody killa
Hit you wit the fully issue
Like PG&E lit you

See me in 3D git you
Hit em up git rid of
Did em up like dirty draws

He was a jealous motha$#&@a
As the story was told 29 years old
350 Gs in the bank but nobody knows

I guess it's just that season I thank
When ^!$$%s be hos
$#&@in em in the cheap mo mos

Leavin em dead in the bath tub wit no clothes
Razorbladed Grove


[Chorus x4]

[Cocain]

I'mma catch you wit yo pants down
Since you was talkin that %#@!
You was hard on the Boulevard

Now I'mma buck this clip
On your self I make you %#@!
When antagonized if you don't realize

You must be the type that like surprise
I'll rise out the hood on chrome skates
Pull a top notch (*##$ and $#&@ her $$# hard on the first day

Throwin it at me wit no debate (none)
But I ain't the one to be trustin em
Ain't finna get me for rape

Punk (*##$ tried to hand me a case
Until I dropped her on her face
(*##$!! Take that %#@! and skate

I ride wit these realas
These ^!$$%s ain't neva fake
Dope dealas and killas

Whateva product could lace
One time I always shake
See I'm hella fast on that $$# get away clean

Most of the time count on the cash
Hata ^!$$%s I bake em
Playa ^!$$% I make em
Major figgas my mind is up on
Gold diggas I'll shake em

I'm that real ^!$$% that real figga
That real ^!$$% from the fake
Cause real ^!$$% look at a fake ^!$$%
And they always tend to shake
Crossed me at one time

And I told you I'll be buckin at your wake
Cause when I tell yo $$# one time it's all it takes
How many rhymes i'mma have tell a cat
(*##$ I ain't fake
Betta listen to the Money Hungry album %#@! it's money to make

And when it's money to be makin'
That mean it's money to be takin'
So watch yo back cause I'mma be in all black theivin like Gary Payton

[Chorus x4]

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