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Текст песни Brotha Lynch Hung - My Mind Ain`t Right

Brotha Lynch Hung - My Mind Ain`t Right слова песни

Whats up man?(Lynch) Whats that?Its that prozac(Lynch) How many - how many milligrams is that?Shit, five hundred. Better watch out for these boys(Lynch) Let me get some of that. I NEED itHahaha... Shit. What the fucks wrong with you boy. Whats up..[Chorus]See - my mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesCause they won`t find your body - shine your lobbyWith flashlights - run in your spot time the robbery[Verse 1]Last night ran in your spot - blinded the other threeTalkin to my A-K forty seven like cover meI`m goin` in - here I go againBack to fuckin` with that O-8 English mixed with ginBack to tuckin` shit thats cold make things rip your chinCrack your dome I`m takin` gold thangs - shake mixed with cocaineNo brain - nigga it ain`t no thang toRun up on you with the rain leavin blood stains - whoWanna fuck with me - the psycho of the cityI spit poison like poison boy back in the eightiesAnd it ain`t pretty - the Sacramento Frank NittyThe black version - all you heard is the Mac burstin`[Chorus]My mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesMy mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesCause they wont find your body - shine your lobbyWith flashlights - run in your spot time the robberySix minutes to get in and out - play timeRun up in your house with the toys - don`t say nuthin`[Verse 2]See somethin` ain`t right - I`mma need some prozac niggaMentally off balance and it shows in my tracks niggaSmokin` on a pack of cigarettes and malt liquorPut your brains on a plate for dinner - like Dr. LectorRed spot your sweats up - only one slice and your necks cutSquirtin` out that red stuff - all over your dinette stuffDrippin` into your living room - Im dippin` through your stashWheres my cash - don`t make me take it out your assDon`t make me take it out on your family - fuck your thug homiesWho mug on me - I plug homies with slugs homieThought you really knew me but you - don`t even know meAll you know is I drink O-E - thats from the songs niggaYou fuckin` with the wrong nigga bout to get touched upLike car paint - O-E and weed - is how my breath stankSpittin` at your war tank - for the more bankThats the only reason what you niggaz think - I got problems[Chorus]My mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesMy mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesCause they wont find your body - shine your lobbyWith flashlights - run in your spot time the robberySix minutes to get in and out - play timeRun up in your house with the toys - don`t say nuthin`(shhhhh)[Verse 3]Post your comments here - on my motherfuckin` nutsackSo fuck that nigga - I put his guts in a black sackAnd in the back of the black S-U - ever since I was a test tube babyI been sicker than Reservoir Dogs with the rabiesJust - smother it in gravy it`ll work for me - but you forgotNiggaz better pay me I don`t work for freeMix the O-8 and the gin and I`m like HerculesBout to - hurt your knees with these two two-threesMake you hop like - Ju Ju Bees right off the motherfuckin` canvasIts like liver and chitlins you niggaz can`t stand thisI deliver the rip spit shit - that get ridda bitch quick shitHit niggaz with tips and split shit in half like citrusAnd I dips dips - to the honeycomb - money goneNow these niggaz mad `cause I own shit and release my own shitAnd got chrome grips and hollow tips - pointed at your faceOpen your mouth - straight - ointment to the face[Chorus]Cause my mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesMy mind ain`t right - I got personal issuesBout to drop your family off a box of some tissuesCause they wont find your body - shine your lobbyWith flashlights - run in your spot time the robberySix minutes to get in and out - play timeRun up in your house with the toys - don`t say nuthin`shhhhh

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