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Rest In Piss Lyrics
(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
The 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 glocks and locs
over my eyes crept like a black cat with a mac
with a mac 10 in my lap with 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 shit
I'm sicker than sick you 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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