BROTHA LYNCH HUNG


Fundamentals Of Ripgut Cannibalism (outro) Lyrics

hit the dank n took my glock off lock
n on, to the 21st block
im rollin in a drop top
fever zero that black criminal
mac mac nigga that pop pop
a couple of rounds n when i test'em
ey f**k a smith n wesson
i got my 9 at my chest n
i got my dime bag of stress weed
a 40oz of OE n
im creepin up on some niggas in a mobb n a nigga claimin OG (pop)
*something i cant understand*
so wrap that nigga up
put'em in a herse n im hittin 50
goin sideways to the next light
you know
n i hit that corner of 24th street
some nigga be nuggin lynch
n i aint fittin to get got
ima shoot before im shot
for the fact that im smokin up this:
double u- double e d(weed)
reachin in the glove box
for the welfare weed thats fillin a nigga's sock
so its like
dead bodies in an oldsmobile
while im skirt past the corner with an empty 9 and some burban
right
i just adjust to the fact that niggas aint got no hope
im fillin'em up with 16
and lettin em know:?

Correct these lyrics

Watch Brotha Lynch Hung Fundamentals Of Ripgut Cannibalism outro video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos
1d38a1e8d3930f8e63982281a6c72e53

check amazon for Fundamentals Of Ripgut Cannibalism (outro) mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by musixmatch3

Record Label(s): 2009 Black Market Records
Official lyrics by

Rate Fundamentals Of Ripgut Cannibalism (outro) by Brotha Lynch Hung (current rating: N/A)
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
Meaning to "Fundamentals Of Ripgut Cannibalism (outro)" song lyrics no entries yet
required
capthca required

Characters count
: min. 50 characters