Situation on Dirty (Explicit)

Situation on Dirty (Explicit) - Brotha Lynch Hung

Today's out to be recognized

I got that ni**a for about 4 zones had to get dirty though

Left him in his driveway soaking wet sold his 64

Couldn't keep it no mo' that motherf**ker was filthy

Mo' bodies done been in that trunk

Than in the cemetery and the mortuary

Had a bullethole by the gas tank put 1500 in the bank

Drig the b**ch for 18 but spent 300 last year on some dank

Shot to my brothers house and got them niggaz high

It was the man klan 3 deep and the ni**a six

We was off that chocolate Thai

And all that time that 187 was on my mind

Shot the man in cold blood

And I knew his momma saw the drive by

Design and there ain't no TV until you see me

On Americas most wanted f**ked up getting snatched out my teepee

Ni**a we in the back of the 69 cut' and it's so foggy

Paranoia done got me on my strap and I'm a fiend for raw meat

They say all niggaz talk about is murdering and getting high

But situation getting filty and I gots ta have mine

With me it's like American express I don't leave home without my

Smith n Wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong ni**a I wish my brother was out

With who with me

It's like American express I don't leave home without my

Smith n wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong ni**a I wish my brother was out

Now it started back in southside sack I was with my momma

Drinkin' inches of the old e hitting chronic ever so often

Often in another world trippin' while he was on another room sticking

My click think sick I got that 12 guage pump started tripping

Kick the door open blood stains cops came

Quietly I had to remaintain thang same thang

My love don't fit you I got that us military issue

Had to plant one in your brain get away if a cop plead insane

A couple of down a** top notches I used to know had a spot

I was good for 4 days off yack and chronic and makin' a plot

Cause murder was the case when I saw his face

Took his life left his brains all over the pillow case

What would you be thinking of when your momma's yelling stop

My first thought was cut him in half

And drag the other half to his stash

They say all niggaz talk about is murdering and getting high but situation

Real filthy and I got ta get mine

With me it's like American express I don't leave home without my

Smith n wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong ni**a I wish my brother was out

With me it's like American express I don't leave home without my

Smith n Wesson bulletproof vest

I done dug myself a hole now I'm trying to climb back out

Ya f**k with the wrong ni**a I wish my brother was out