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Q-Ball Lyrics
Q Ball!
So what really happened nigga? I understand ain't
nobody did shit. Ain't nobody did shit for my
cuzzin. Where dem niggaz at dat said dey'd put it
all on da line? Cuz nigga... only a child could
empty a gun toward da sky. I gotta kno where
niggaz' heads at, cuz my cuzzin still ain't got no
peace yet. So all you muthafuckas wanna know where
I stand? Nigga I stand right next to my cuzzin E
Mill nigga, you know what I'm sayin? And dat's on
da Blocc nigga. However you wanna handle dat shit
nigga.
[Brotha Lynch]
Look up in da sky! It's a muthafuckin slug!/
Some nigga done let one off and only my cuzzin
sheddin blood/
Dat loccest muthafucka frum twenty ninth street
throwin up his flag/
Sum nigga got mad/
And went to da crib fo da 44 mag/
Return to da set up and let my cuzzin have it/
Da nigga dat die for da Garden Blocc Gang, did
time for da Garden Blocc/
And ended up stuck in a muthafuckin casket, but I
don't be givin a fuck/
I'm tappin up in yo program/
Before you know it I'm creepin up on you in a
licorice dar kblack drop top rohan/
Wit a 12 gauge pump in da trunk and a clip full
of funk and a fat purple cush blunt/
So call it what u want/
I call it da fever of da ?fun cows?/
Dumpin gauge shells in dat ass/
Leavin ya face down, chest down wit a gang of
guts hangin out yo ass/
Nigga, you know da process. They wanna kill me
now/
I'm a dead man walkin till my funeral can you
feel me now?/
And if I die, before yo second blasted/
Dat's on da Garden I'ma rise up out my casket/
[Chorus]
I'm liquer sicc and I just might lose control/
So load yo clips, loccs, cuz we ridin for my
folks
x2
[Brotha Lynch]
And I'm out in da 6-5, ?? in parlo lookin for dat
187/
There he go! And I'm right behind him bustin wit
my Mac-11/
Str8 bumper ta bumper 12 gauge pumpin was dat lil
lex locstah/
Givin up his set and dumpin on niggaz just like
he supposed ta/
Nigga dis is real deal. Shit, it's not about crip
or blood/
It's about payback, dat family luv/
So nigga now fuck yo whole clique/
Like 24 deep they tryin ta kill me for my fuckin
tapes/
Dem baby rapes, so nigga get out my fuckin face/
If I was really bangin niggaz would know cuz I'd
have they whole set/
Lookin like LA when da earthquake hit. Nigga,
fuckin wit my tec/
I'm frum da Garden Blocc no matter what nobody
say/
I'm makin my money not lettin dat bangin shit get
in my way/
Niggaz get mad, they wanna see da Lynch rippin/
I'm wearin blue yeah, but muthafucka, I ain't
even trippin/
But for my cuzzin Q Ball, Mr Docc & Six/
My cuzzin Eclipse and two of my kids, nigga,
fetch these clips/
[Chorus]
[Brotha Lynch]
There ain't no fuckin way/
My cuzzin gonna lay up in a casket wit no
retaliation/
There ain't no fuckin way/
Dat muthafucka died for da Blocc, so let's heat
dem muthafuckin glocks/
There ain't no fuckin way/
My cuzzin gonna lay up in a casket wit no
retaliation/
There ain't no fuckin way/
Dat muthafucka died for da Blocc, so let's heat
dem muthafuckin glocks/
You know what I'm sayin? This time it ain't gon
be shootin in da muthafuckin air nigga.
We takin out bones you know. Cuz dat nigga woulda
did it for us you know.
I gotta do what I gotta do, you know what I'm
sayin?
Tried to sit up here and do my music thang you
know?
Then my cuzzin got rolled on you know? Dem niggaz
frum da Garden don't do nuthin now, we all gon get
rolled up.
Like a fat ass blunt nigga. So wassup?
I'm puttin my life on da line for dis shit, they
wanna kill me cuz I'm rappin, you know what I'm
sayin? Wassup niggaz?
Dedicated to my cuzzin Q Ball. Rest In Peace
nigga.
To dem otha muthafuckas, fuck peace.
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