Lirik Lagu Locc To The Brain - Brotha Lynch Hung
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featuring Baby Reg, Baby X, Big Dan, Mr. Doc
Verse one: Baby X-Rated Locc
Comin off that high it's that double-set rapped around some funk in the trunkI got the mossberg pump and bout' to jack a punkAnd when that siccness hits I'm like a new stageWatch my back, hit the dank, load the gat, make the graveTwelve midnight, my niggas on the stroll,Mr. Doc, Baby Reg, Brotha Lynch, Big DanWe bout' to roll ridin deep hella high so nigga peep this,Take ya glock off safety turn around and hit the streetWhen I got the milli pictured in my headAin't no stoppin cuz the devil said I'm halfway deadWhat can I say got them evil thoughts fillin' up my Head locc to the brainOn that insane tip E-B-K everydayThe block-style bitch smokin' dankWith my braids in my hair and I'm riding on a full tankMy nine on the side going Both ways,Peel a niggas cap and then I'm sideways
Chorus: repeat 2X
Locc to da brain insane every day all day it' E-B-KWhere niggas load they straps cuz' the rival's on they way
Verse two: Big Dan
Now try to peep this watt G straight low killa rollin five and the deuceLocc to the brain set-trippin' after fucking with that sick juiceI fuckin' pump twelve rounds of that knot block the plot(you down to ride?) yeah we fuckin' with them body drops stopHit the lights there them niggas goReach for your flags your straps and roll the windows lowRoll slow these niggas actin like they know us are here,They fuckin' duckin' dodging bullets damn I emptied the clipThey bustin' back trying to hit us from the blind side Low,A fucking doughnut and the twelve-gauge pumpHang from the window what's up now nigga yee-ahL-O-C to the brain and gauge blast equals rest in painInsane loc so a nigga don't give a fuckIt's in the hearts so these rival niggas straight stuckI let the gauge loose damn I've never seen so much bloodIt's all for gang and the gang shows no love foolSo if you ever see us rollin through your side it ain't all good,I suggest you hide
Chorus: 1X
Locc to da brain insane every day all day it' E-B-KWhere niggas load they straps cuz' the rival's on they way
Verse 3: Mr. Doc
Come with me deep see how I'm bout to do it for thisBack with tight big shitThem fools that say they'll kill the stinking hits not doing shitWhen they get lit up on they turfSo move on with they life one even leftThat since that time I haven't heard from himNow that's my locc right damn, where'd you go folks?Remember we're supposed to be the ones with brains this locc'sSo nigga fuck it, i'll do it like your ass is deadAnd touch them niggas with the mack-eleven out of the shellI'
Verse one: Baby X-Rated Locc
Comin off that high it's that double-set rapped around some funk in the trunkI got the mossberg pump and bout' to jack a punkAnd when that siccness hits I'm like a new stageWatch my back, hit the dank, load the gat, make the graveTwelve midnight, my niggas on the stroll,Mr. Doc, Baby Reg, Brotha Lynch, Big DanWe bout' to roll ridin deep hella high so nigga peep this,Take ya glock off safety turn around and hit the streetWhen I got the milli pictured in my headAin't no stoppin cuz the devil said I'm halfway deadWhat can I say got them evil thoughts fillin' up my Head locc to the brainOn that insane tip E-B-K everydayThe block-style bitch smokin' dankWith my braids in my hair and I'm riding on a full tankMy nine on the side going Both ways,Peel a niggas cap and then I'm sideways
Chorus: repeat 2X
Locc to da brain insane every day all day it' E-B-KWhere niggas load they straps cuz' the rival's on they way
Verse two: Big Dan
Now try to peep this watt G straight low killa rollin five and the deuceLocc to the brain set-trippin' after fucking with that sick juiceI fuckin' pump twelve rounds of that knot block the plot(you down to ride?) yeah we fuckin' with them body drops stopHit the lights there them niggas goReach for your flags your straps and roll the windows lowRoll slow these niggas actin like they know us are here,They fuckin' duckin' dodging bullets damn I emptied the clipThey bustin' back trying to hit us from the blind side Low,A fucking doughnut and the twelve-gauge pumpHang from the window what's up now nigga yee-ahL-O-C to the brain and gauge blast equals rest in painInsane loc so a nigga don't give a fuckIt's in the hearts so these rival niggas straight stuckI let the gauge loose damn I've never seen so much bloodIt's all for gang and the gang shows no love foolSo if you ever see us rollin through your side it ain't all good,I suggest you hide
Chorus: 1X
Locc to da brain insane every day all day it' E-B-KWhere niggas load they straps cuz' the rival's on they way
Verse 3: Mr. Doc
Come with me deep see how I'm bout to do it for thisBack with tight big shitThem fools that say they'll kill the stinking hits not doing shitWhen they get lit up on they turfSo move on with they life one even leftThat since that time I haven't heard from himNow that's my locc right damn, where'd you go folks?Remember we're supposed to be the ones with brains this locc'sSo nigga fuck it, i'll do it like your ass is deadAnd touch them niggas with the mack-eleven out of the shellI'
