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Rest In Piss

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  • 2023.08.25
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(Brotha Lynch) Yeah I'm back up in this motherfucker For the 9 whatever the fuck You know I ain't dead yet I'm with my real loc niggas I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the gates Load the AK and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey I feel the payback simmering in my brain but thoughts of death cloud my mind As my niggas is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed but who really got my back now that them niggas done hit the grave I'm killing them off for the olds days 24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple cush and make me sicker than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish cause nigga it's EBK everyday all day to the day I die I'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10 AR15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk and a black beany disguise That nigga that you can't see jus kuz of dem glocks and locs over my eyes crept like a black cat with a mac with a mac 10 in my lap and a fat sack of that crack took a hit of that shit and seen some niggas with a 4-5 So I let 'em have it bounce to the O you know trippin on that Indonesian shit and a 9 millimeter for you to dump and put one in your bitch and put her in her grave with that empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip then bounce to that ounce with a lack and a mac and a fat pack sack of dat indo shit I'm sicker than sick them niggas gotta admit when I grab my shit you either gone or get caught with a hot one nigga so rest in piss (Chorus) Just call me Agent Double O Deuce 4 Blocc I got that 9 milli glock and ready to put one in your knot "Rest in Piss" (Shit) (repeat 4x) (verse 2) (Brotha Lynch) From the rep of the depth of the double O duece foe block with a glock in my pocket full of that sess you betta wear a bullet proof vest When I'm match your set betta pack you a tech cause I'm at your neck with a clip full of that shit nigga don't trip when i put one in your dick that Ripgut Cannibal Hannibal shit nigga nuts and guts all over my chest and stomach running with no slack threw my strap in the back twist me up a sack and I'm back at the Garden Block kicking it with maniac the nigga that a maniac sicker than sick when a clips in progress put on the ground with a brain full of them nine slugs read him in Reader's Digest uh I found a new love trickeling in my brain half of the doja half of the OE half of the fact that I am insane nigga it's that duece foe blockster where niggas never put their glocks up and get their cocks sucked nigga you just can't stop us loc to the brain insane with a main game that will maintain untouchable cut your throat and leave you in the street with a lynch around your throat motherfucker cause you ain't got no love foe the block pop gotta hot foe that 24 street block nigga that took a shot rest in piss (Chorus)

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