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Liquor Sicc Lyrics
[Hung]
Look up in the sky it's a motherfuckin slug
Some nigga done let one off and only my cousins
sheddin' blood
That loccest muthafucka from 29 st. throwin up
his flag
so nigga got madd and went to the crib with a .45
mag
returned to the set-up and let my cousin have it
that nigga that died for the garden blocc
gang did time for the garden blocc
and ended up stuck in a muthafuckin casket but i
dont be givin a fuck
im tappin up in your program before you know it
I'm creepin up on ya in a licorice dark black
drop-top broham
with a 12 gauge pump in da trunk and a clip full
of funk
and a fat purple cush blunt so call it what you
want
I call it the fever of da funkhouse
Dumpin gauge shells in that ass leavin you face
down
chest down with a gang of guts hangin out yo ass
nigga
you know tha process they wanna kill me
now I'm a dead man walkin to my funeral can you
feel me
now and if die before your set gets blasted
that's on the garden cause I'm gonna rise up out
my casket
Chorus: repeat 2X
I'm liquor sicc and I just might lose control
so load your clips loccs cause we ridin for our
foes
[Hung]
And im out in 6 5' hardtop impala lookin for that
187
there we go and right behind em bustin wit my
mack 11
straight bumpa to bumpa 12 gage pump was that
little X loccsta
givin up his set dumpin on niggas just like hes
supposed ta
nigga this is real deal shit its not about crip
or blood
it's about pay back that family loves
so nigga now fuck yo whole click
like 24 deep they tryin ta kill me fo my fuckin
tapes
them baby rapes so nigga get out my fuckin face
If I was really bangin niggaz would know
cause I'd have they whole set lookin like L.A.
when da earthquake hit
nigga fuckin wit my tek I'm from da garden blocc
No matter what nobody say I'm makin my money
and not lettin that bangin shit get in my way
Niggaz get mad they wanna see the lynch rippin
I'm wearing blue yeah but motherfucker I ain't
even trippin
but for cousin Q-Ball, Mr.Doc,and Sicx my cousin
eclipse
and 2 of my kidz nigga catch these clips
Chorus
[Hung]
There aint no fuckin way my cousin's
gonna lay up in a casket wit no retaliation
there aint no fuckin way that motherfucker died
for that blocc
so lets heat them motherfuckin glocks (2x)
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