Gone Songtext
von Brotha Lynch Hung
Gone Songtext
(chorus)
Left his blood on da rug, evidence, could have been mine and his so i been stressed out eva since, left him on the concrete with his head split, found out where I live by this, by this punk bitch, knowin it′s bout to crack like an indo sack im hella fucked up, so with the heat i commense a peak out the window, waitin, run out the indo, shakin niggas like barry sanders cuz they weak, they weak, hella weak
And I'm at my peak when I′m buckin at my enemy it's like ten of me, choppin down trees twistin up leaves bout to make niggas bleed, off the hook like a fish with his lip cut, get away got away rip gut, hit em up with enough lead stuff to turn em into a magnet, body in da dragnet, keep my dickies saggin blue flaggin, body draggin down the street to the end of the creek and seatful you seatin, creepin through da grass, the gardens they call it, and i be draggin on a garcia vega with the green flava neighbahood make a break a duece four, fuck a ho, a lot a niggas don't know, but it′s lose a ho gain a ho, so bruise a ho whos ta know, youll need to follow me up, leave your body in the back of an ′84 cut all chopped up, look through my window at night and you can get glass in your eye after that your ass gonna die screamin and thas no lie, you'll be passin me by every night until i come out wit the minni mac and attack like a pit bull off that dumb shit you pulled
(Chorus)
Nigga I know gotta roll like dough blow da whole east side into smitherines leavin all the bloody river streams, you niggas didn′t give a fuck bout me, so i left you stranded on the titanic don't panic you just need some fuckin heat, fuckin wit me nigga it′s like fuckin your momma nigga it's right in front of your face nigga it′s drama makin your space takin your place nigga you weak weak as fuck mothafucka duck rap your cut tryin to get away from me and my AP let me know when you had enough, cleanin up these
Left his blood on da rug, evidence, could have been mine and his so i been stressed out eva since, left him on the concrete with his head split, found out where I live by this, by this punk bitch, knowin it′s bout to crack like an indo sack im hella fucked up, so with the heat i commense a peak out the window, waitin, run out the indo, shakin niggas like barry sanders cuz they weak, they weak, hella weak
And I'm at my peak when I′m buckin at my enemy it's like ten of me, choppin down trees twistin up leaves bout to make niggas bleed, off the hook like a fish with his lip cut, get away got away rip gut, hit em up with enough lead stuff to turn em into a magnet, body in da dragnet, keep my dickies saggin blue flaggin, body draggin down the street to the end of the creek and seatful you seatin, creepin through da grass, the gardens they call it, and i be draggin on a garcia vega with the green flava neighbahood make a break a duece four, fuck a ho, a lot a niggas don't know, but it′s lose a ho gain a ho, so bruise a ho whos ta know, youll need to follow me up, leave your body in the back of an ′84 cut all chopped up, look through my window at night and you can get glass in your eye after that your ass gonna die screamin and thas no lie, you'll be passin me by every night until i come out wit the minni mac and attack like a pit bull off that dumb shit you pulled
(Chorus)
Nigga I know gotta roll like dough blow da whole east side into smitherines leavin all the bloody river streams, you niggas didn′t give a fuck bout me, so i left you stranded on the titanic don't panic you just need some fuckin heat, fuckin wit me nigga it′s like fuckin your momma nigga it's right in front of your face nigga it′s drama makin your space takin your place nigga you weak weak as fuck mothafucka duck rap your cut tryin to get away from me and my AP let me know when you had enough, cleanin up these
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