Da Lynchin`

Shiiit, right back at cha`ll again<br>(right back at cha`ll)<br>This the one they call whody<br>(Stop saying whody and say Sporty(Records) boy<br>Shit ain`t nothin` change like I told y`all anything you make<br>can and will be flipped against ya` you be exhibit three coming for me(like I <br>told ya`ll be a man about it)<br>(like I do, I said ya` name boy, I said it)<br>Uptown section of the newspaper<br>Downtown as well<br>T-bone on the track<br>We raising hell<br><br>Chorus(Repeats)<br>{You got rope round` ya` neck(two rope sounds)<br>Duck Tape on ya wrist(tape stretching sounds)<br>Pistol whips to ya` skull(get em` get em`)<br>Now here come my pist(pissing sound)}<br><br>Verse 1:<br>You tried *Guerilla Warfare*<br>Now try this killer wheel chair<br>Punk ya` hear?,Still there?<br>You get drilled and killed there<br>I gives a fuck about you bitches<br>Y`all just hot cause i`m cold<br>Look I been talking to you bitches<br>Ain`t saw you on the street so<br>Juvenile I know ya`<br>B.G. don`t make me come show ya`<br>I`d like to bling Lil` Wayne<br>I`d like to sting with rain<br>Bitch ya`ll thank I can`t prove it<br>Set the date and lets do it<br>Set cha` stage on fire and watch the wet boys run threw it<br>See Reggie be bustin` heads, Gansta bout busting heads,<br>K.C. be bustin` heads, Juvey be sucking heads<br>B.Geezy B.G. you`s a junkie fo-sheezy<br>Boy ya` lips stay swole, black, sleezy and greasy<br>All that muthafuckin` reppin` on ganster murder weapon<br>You pimp ya whole fuckin` label, but ahh quiet as kept in<br>I got nothing but love for ya` baby<br>The way ya pimping ya artist through that dope got em` crazy<br>Yeah you sold dope all ya` life<br>Got pop, flip the script, started ratting thats trife<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse : 2<br><br>I can ganks and make a million<br>And P, but cha`ll reppin` his muthafuckin` business in the streets<br>I don`t hate cha` Baby it ain`t that critical<br>I just flip ya` artist cause they pitiful<br>Junkies what they are<br>Drivin` nothin` but jive cars<br>Real soldiers behind bars <br>Wont say ya` name but they are<br>You like to rap` all day`<br>But bring ya` beef my way<br>You like to gamble? you was real?<br>Yo` Rolex, my cable bill<br>Up here nigga lets bet<br>I want even break a sweat<br>I`mma take ya` rolex the first round<br>Hot Boys gon` slip and get wet<br>Wan` say I`m thuggin` when I wasn`t<br>Sayin` I got it when I doesn`t<br>Look to me thats not helping<br>Claiming you rich when you not wealthy<br>Get cha` mind right Lil` Wayne<br>B.G. leave that shit alone<br>Pull ya` pants up on ya` ass and carry ya` young ass home<br>I`mma say it one more time<br>Bitch you gets no love<br>(Junkies is what junkies does)(distorted voice)<br>Boy I catch cha` slippin` i`mma beat cha` like a hoe<br>Have yo` friends peepin` that set in the metro<br>Girl that juvenile, you ain`t know it he was on fire<br>Sporty done pressure-washed em`, knocked black magic off his tires<br>Rest of y`all steal a car and come ride through my hood<br>So I can clean ya` Dirty World and super soak ya` goods<br>B. Geezy what chu` say you can`t wait to see lil` L.Teeezy<br>Its a must I keep it real, you got that look thats easy<br>It`s a dirty world and you bitches loosing<br>You can`t do nothing about it cause i`mma keep you loosing<br>You can`t make good songs cause i`mma do you wrong<br>I take ya` hit flip ya` shit and make my pockets strong<br>It`s a dirty world and you bitches loosing<br>You can`t do nothing about it cause i`mma keep ya` loosing<br>You can`t make good songs, cause i`mma do ya` wrong<br>I take ya` hit flip ya` shit and make ya` move on<br>Yeah I see yo ass ridin` dirty up my block<br>But if you stop you get drop with the glock off top<br>I see you roll in yo compressor<br>I snatch that ass hot boys one lesser<br>I see you roll in yo compressor<br>I snatch that ass hot boys one lesser<br>Yes brah`<br><br>Chorus