Song | Catch You |
Artist | Brotha Lynch Hung |
Album | EBK4 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Chorus: Nefarious (4Xs) | |
Catch ya wit yo pants | |
Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin' | |
Don't matter what you saw, death is what you reepin' [Lynch] | |
I remain real like my cousin | |
E-Mil Packin steel | |
It's the Southside whorida | |
Can't **** wit these othasidas | |
Eastside, | |
Westside This situation is dirty like chopped up nation | |
So I stay wit the best side | |
Nigga let's ride (**** that!!) | |
I stay solo like a black cat | |
**** a bad wrap | |
I seen it happen to my cousin | |
I'm like the | |
Dirty Dozen | |
Wrapped up in buns “ | |
He said he was buzzin” | |
But you know he wasn't | |
Cause if life was free | |
I would say **** money | |
You can douse me in monkey blood | |
Fill my pockets wit drug money and duck from me | |
You was a **** homie only wanted the plug nigga | |
Cut yo shit off like smud nigga | |
I gotta say **** niggas and buck niggas | |
And wit a passion and keep smashin' | |
Get away before the task bend the corner | |
On a mission for rippin niggas up like toilet tissue | |
Wit the German issue | |
Now yo family gone have to miss you | |
I'm sicker than racism | |
It's everybody killa | |
Hit you wit the fully issue | |
Like PG&E lit you | |
See me in 3 | |
D git you | |
Hit em up git rid of | |
Did em up like dirty draws | |
He was a jealous motha****a | |
As the story was told 29 years old 350 | |
Gs in the bank but nobody knows | |
I guess it's just that season | |
I thank When niggas be hos | |
****in em in the cheap mo mos | |
Leavin em dead in the bath tub wit no clothes | |
Razorbladed | |
[4Xs]: [Cocain] | Grove Chorus |
I'mma catch you wit yo pants down | |
Since you was talkin that shit | |
You was hard on the | |
Boulevard | |
Now I'mma buck this clip | |
On your self | |
I make you shit | |
When antagonized if you don't realize | |
You must be the type that like surprise | |
I'll rise out the hood on chrome skates | |
Pull a top notch bitch and **** her ass hard on the first day | |
Throwin it at me wit no debate (none) | |
But I ain't the one to be trustin em | |
Ain't finna get me for rape | |
Punk bitch tried to hand me a case | |
Until I dropped her on her face | |
Bitch!! Take that shit and skate | |
I ride wit these realas | |
These niggas ain't neva fake | |
Dope dealas and killas | |
Whateva product could lace | |
One time I always shake | |
See I'm hella fast on that ass get away clean | |
Most of the time count on the cash | |
Hata niggas | |
I bake em | |
Playa nigga | |
I make em | |
Major figgas my mind is up on | |
Gold diggas | |
I'll shake em | |
I'm that real nigga that real figga | |
That real nigga from the fake | |
Cause real nigga look at a fake nigga | |
And they always tend to shake | |
Crossed me at one time | |
And I told you | |
I'll be buckin at your wake | |
Cause when | |
I tell yo ass one time it's all it takes | |
How many rhymes i'mma have tell a cat | |
Bitch I ain't fake | |
Betta listen to the | |
Money Hungry album shit it's money to make | |
And when it's money to be makin' | |
That mean it's money to be takin' | |
So watch yo back cause | |
I'mma be in all black theivin like | |
Gary Payton | |
[4Xs] | Chorus : |
Chorus: Nefarious 4Xs | |
Catch ya wit yo pants | |
Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin' | |
Don' t matter what you saw, death is what you reepin' Lynch | |
I remain real like my cousin | |
EMil Packin steel | |
It' s the Southside whorida | |
Can' t wit these othasidas | |
Eastside, | |
Westside This situation is dirty like chopped up nation | |
So I stay wit the best side | |
Nigga let' s ride that!! | |
I stay solo like a black cat | |
a bad wrap | |
I seen it happen to my cousin | |
I' m like the | |
Dirty Dozen | |
Wrapped up in buns " | |
He said he was buzzin" | |
But you know he wasn' t | |
Cause if life was free | |
I would say money | |
You can douse me in monkey blood | |
Fill my pockets wit drug money and duck from me | |
You was a homie only wanted the plug nigga | |
Cut yo shit off like smud nigga | |
I gotta say niggas and buck niggas | |
And wit a passion and keep smashin' | |
Get away before the task bend the corner | |
On a mission for rippin niggas up like toilet tissue | |
Wit the German issue | |
Now yo family gone have to miss you | |
I' m sicker than racism | |
It' s everybody killa | |
Hit you wit the fully issue | |
Like PG E lit you | |
See me in 3 | |
D git you | |
Hit em up git rid of | |
Did em up like dirty draws | |
He was a jealous motha a | |
As the story was told 29 years old 350 | |
Gs in the bank but nobody knows | |
I guess it' s just that season | |
I thank When niggas be hos | |
in em in the cheap mo mos | |
Leavin em dead in the bath tub wit no clothes | |
Razorbladed | |
[4Xs]: [Cocain] | Grove Chorus |
I' mma catch you wit yo pants down | |
Since you was talkin that shit | |
You was hard on the | |
Boulevard | |
Now I' mma buck this clip | |
On your self | |
I make you shit | |
When antagonized if you don' t realize | |
You must be the type that like surprise | |
I' ll rise out the hood on chrome skates | |
Pull a top notch bitch and her ass hard on the first day | |
Throwin it at me wit no debate none | |
But I ain' t the one to be trustin em | |
Ain' t finna get me for rape | |
Punk bitch tried to hand me a case | |
Until I dropped her on her face | |
Bitch!! Take that shit and skate | |
I ride wit these realas | |
These niggas ain' t neva fake | |
Dope dealas and killas | |
Whateva product could lace | |
One time I always shake | |
See I' m hella fast on that ass get away clean | |
Most of the time count on the cash | |
Hata niggas | |
I bake em | |
Playa nigga | |
I make em | |
Major figgas my mind is up on | |
Gold diggas | |
I' ll shake em | |
I' m that real nigga that real figga | |
That real nigga from the fake | |
Cause real nigga look at a fake nigga | |
And they always tend to shake | |
Crossed me at one time | |
And I told you | |
I' ll be buckin at your wake | |
Cause when | |
I tell yo ass one time it' s all it takes | |
How many rhymes i' mma have tell a cat | |
Bitch I ain' t fake | |
Betta listen to the | |
Money Hungry album shit it' s money to make | |
And when it' s money to be makin' | |
That mean it' s money to be takin' | |
So watch yo back cause | |
I' mma be in all black theivin like | |
Gary Payton | |
[4Xs] | Chorus : |
Chorus: Nefarious 4Xs | |
Catch ya wit yo pants | |
Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin' | |
Don' t matter what you saw, death is what you reepin' Lynch | |
I remain real like my cousin | |
EMil Packin steel | |
It' s the Southside whorida | |
Can' t wit these othasidas | |
Eastside, | |
Westside This situation is dirty like chopped up nation | |
So I stay wit the best side | |
Nigga let' s ride that!! | |
I stay solo like a black cat | |
a bad wrap | |
I seen it happen to my cousin | |
I' m like the | |
Dirty Dozen | |
Wrapped up in buns " | |
He said he was buzzin" | |
But you know he wasn' t | |
Cause if life was free | |
I would say money | |
You can douse me in monkey blood | |
Fill my pockets wit drug money and duck from me | |
You was a homie only wanted the plug nigga | |
Cut yo shit off like smud nigga | |
I gotta say niggas and buck niggas | |
And wit a passion and keep smashin' | |
Get away before the task bend the corner | |
On a mission for rippin niggas up like toilet tissue | |
Wit the German issue | |
Now yo family gone have to miss you | |
I' m sicker than racism | |
It' s everybody killa | |
Hit you wit the fully issue | |
Like PG E lit you | |
See me in 3 | |
D git you | |
Hit em up git rid of | |
Did em up like dirty draws | |
He was a jealous motha a | |
As the story was told 29 years old 350 | |
Gs in the bank but nobody knows | |
I guess it' s just that season | |
I thank When niggas be hos | |
in em in the cheap mo mos | |
Leavin em dead in the bath tub wit no clothes | |
Razorbladed | |
[4Xs]: [Cocain] | Grove Chorus |
I' mma catch you wit yo pants down | |
Since you was talkin that shit | |
You was hard on the | |
Boulevard | |
Now I' mma buck this clip | |
On your self | |
I make you shit | |
When antagonized if you don' t realize | |
You must be the type that like surprise | |
I' ll rise out the hood on chrome skates | |
Pull a top notch bitch and her ass hard on the first day | |
Throwin it at me wit no debate none | |
But I ain' t the one to be trustin em | |
Ain' t finna get me for rape | |
Punk bitch tried to hand me a case | |
Until I dropped her on her face | |
Bitch!! Take that shit and skate | |
I ride wit these realas | |
These niggas ain' t neva fake | |
Dope dealas and killas | |
Whateva product could lace | |
One time I always shake | |
See I' m hella fast on that ass get away clean | |
Most of the time count on the cash | |
Hata niggas | |
I bake em | |
Playa nigga | |
I make em | |
Major figgas my mind is up on | |
Gold diggas | |
I' ll shake em | |
I' m that real nigga that real figga | |
That real nigga from the fake | |
Cause real nigga look at a fake nigga | |
And they always tend to shake | |
Crossed me at one time | |
And I told you | |
I' ll be buckin at your wake | |
Cause when | |
I tell yo ass one time it' s all it takes | |
How many rhymes i' mma have tell a cat | |
Bitch I ain' t fake | |
Betta listen to the | |
Money Hungry album shit it' s money to make | |
And when it' s money to be makin' | |
That mean it' s money to be takin' | |
So watch yo back cause | |
I' mma be in all black theivin like | |
Gary Payton | |
[4Xs] | Chorus : |