Brotha Lynch Hung, Loki - Thatz What I Said lyrics
[Brotha Lynch Hung, Loki - Thatz What I Said lyrics]
Now I'm the type of nigga that'll leave
A horse head in ya bed
Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin'
Get away clean with the scheme
Glock 17 in my lap
As I creep away in the black Cadillac
Cuz you know I got shit to do
Fake ID
Cuz I been murderin' muthafuckas like HIV
As I creep real slow
Through your blood vessels
Five weeks later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm stressed with the Smith & Wess
My music career ain't been the best
Bound to have my momma wearin' a tight dress
Bitch make my money right
Or get ya throat slit an drug in
The bushes as ya inside gushes
Then I'm smashin' through the night
Mozzaradi with Cauz
He hittin' corners hella tight
Nigga you know I'm right
My momma taught me, nigga don't give a fuck
And when I die
Crumble me in a joint and smoke me up
That's what said
I'm high up off the hocus poucus
My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis
And muthafuckas know this
I'm quick to pull the pin up out the grenade
And hand you the pineapple
And say here muthafucka
Hold this
Loki and the murder show
The sequence begins with freaks in the mo-mo
We seein' alibi's provided
We frequent, and now my niggas ridin'
Slip clips in the pen
And do that shit, smoke the buddah shit
See when they say siccmade
Whispers in your ear, the taste is bitter
Blowin' muthafuckas into smithers
Triple X liquor
With nuthin' but curse in our verses
Obscene, unfit for major mainstream magazines
Lace you up in kerosene and
See that ass ignited
I mean we got the V-8 for your gangsta lean
I seen war machines and street marines
Dirty nina's in the hands of ghetto fiends
I'm caught between the hard
Life and ghetto dreams
I got schemes with black berets
And get away like O.J.
Clean
The ripgut
He got the cannibalistic QZ
And the illegitimate got another 16
You see the front page news
Only show the inmates
And not the cage
While elections play with the public's rage
Fuck those who criticize
Let 'em lead their lives through
The shit we done
And then say that we ain't right
That's what I said
Black pits in the backyard
I don't feed 'em
Hafta buy a pit a week cuz gone eatin'
Off that Mad Dog 20/20 I'm
Bout to take my money
Ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage
Understand this, radiation and mushroom blast
It's almost 20G
I gotta plot my shit and get my cash
D-Dub around the corner in the Impala
Zigg Zagg in the trash can with the
Auto mag last time I saw her
Beta, stand look out by the liquor store
Loki, you hear some movement, nigga
You know, do that hoe
Time's murder so I'm time plottin'
Creep with a hand cannon
Takin' out every nigga banstandin'
Cuz I'm aggressive like a wolverine
Beta done caught that ass
And got the gasoline
Hot out your worstest dream
Then it all adds up to sittin' in Hawaii
With a AK on my lap off that puffy stuff
That's what I said
A horse head in ya bed
Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin'
Get away clean with the scheme
Glock 17 in my lap
As I creep away in the black Cadillac
Cuz you know I got shit to do
Fake ID
Cuz I been murderin' muthafuckas like HIV
As I creep real slow
Through your blood vessels
Five weeks later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm stressed with the Smith & Wess
My music career ain't been the best
Bound to have my momma wearin' a tight dress
Bitch make my money right
Or get ya throat slit an drug in
The bushes as ya inside gushes
Then I'm smashin' through the night
Mozzaradi with Cauz
He hittin' corners hella tight
Nigga you know I'm right
My momma taught me, nigga don't give a fuck
And when I die
Crumble me in a joint and smoke me up
That's what said
I'm high up off the hocus poucus
My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis
And muthafuckas know this
I'm quick to pull the pin up out the grenade
And hand you the pineapple
And say here muthafucka
Hold this
Loki and the murder show
The sequence begins with freaks in the mo-mo
We seein' alibi's provided
We frequent, and now my niggas ridin'
Slip clips in the pen
And do that shit, smoke the buddah shit
See when they say siccmade
Whispers in your ear, the taste is bitter
Blowin' muthafuckas into smithers
Triple X liquor
With nuthin' but curse in our verses
Obscene, unfit for major mainstream magazines
Lace you up in kerosene and
See that ass ignited
I mean we got the V-8 for your gangsta lean
I seen war machines and street marines
Dirty nina's in the hands of ghetto fiends
I'm caught between the hard
Life and ghetto dreams
I got schemes with black berets
And get away like O.J.
Clean
The ripgut
He got the cannibalistic QZ
And the illegitimate got another 16
You see the front page news
Only show the inmates
And not the cage
While elections play with the public's rage
Fuck those who criticize
Let 'em lead their lives through
The shit we done
And then say that we ain't right
That's what I said
Black pits in the backyard
I don't feed 'em
Hafta buy a pit a week cuz gone eatin'
Off that Mad Dog 20/20 I'm
Bout to take my money
Ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage
Understand this, radiation and mushroom blast
It's almost 20G
I gotta plot my shit and get my cash
D-Dub around the corner in the Impala
Zigg Zagg in the trash can with the
Auto mag last time I saw her
Beta, stand look out by the liquor store
Loki, you hear some movement, nigga
You know, do that hoe
Time's murder so I'm time plottin'
Creep with a hand cannon
Takin' out every nigga banstandin'
Cuz I'm aggressive like a wolverine
Beta done caught that ass
And got the gasoline
Hot out your worstest dream
Then it all adds up to sittin' in Hawaii
With a AK on my lap off that puffy stuff
That's what I said