G-Status

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

My peoples... My peoples

We must maintain G- Status

(Singing)

Thinking about living with out you

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

Based on technicalities, Ill nature and our future. Fuck

Work with the mic, work with the mic

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

I put the pedal to the metal in that niggas rag top

after I left him in his back seat, chockin and hopin that his life won't end tonight

Had to take him for his fifty, cause it was so tight

Hit the corner in it, In a minute

I'm bout to decorate somebody mortuary wit bone dust

Fuck niggas I don't trust they venemous

I bend a muskrat nigga like you in half

Have you takin short breaths inside a death blood bath

Pullin niggas apart like bammer weed, takin em for their 3-fifty

Hit the corner of Watt and Whitney, that's where that green shit be

Fifty sack and i'm out with a bitch that I don't know

About to hit the momo back to lose a ho gain a ho

So who's to know bruise a ho up like me or not

Whether i'm livin out my momma house or in the back of my whatchamacallit

Doin thangs us niggas do

Get me another one of them faulty bitches pervin off the ole 8 brew

Then what you do, I smile in they face

Then leave they muthafuckin body in a casketcase

I'm a basketcase, everyday all day to the day I die

I'mma kill'em all up fill'em all up lick'em, wheel'em, deal'em

Dig'em a ditch then stick the bitch

(Singing)

Thinking about living without you

(Black Caesar Talking)

Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs

just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost...

blackout blackout when the lights off. Got a nigga on

Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs

just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost...

blackout blackout when the lights off

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

My nigga... I'm off this muthafuckin O'E bottle on the throttle

cause these little niggas is catchin up grabbin the tec and buck

Stab in the neck and struck body in the back of the truck

And strap the Midevil tape to the dead body, Maserati, John Gotti

Made nigga, Put you in duct tape and leave you sinkin in the river

Take my kindness for weakness if you want to

I lost my baby Nevin, can't tell you what a nigga do

(Singing chorus)

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

I got voices in my muthafuckin head

Choice to leave muthafuckas dead, puddle of red, sat on the bed

Put my muthafuckin strap down, put my hands on my face

Gotta beat this muthafuckin case

(Singing chorus)

(Black Caesar talking) (6X)

Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs

just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost...

blackout blackout when the lights off. Got a nigga on

Blackout blackout when the lights off pound the clubs

just like cars pound them cars, feel like i'm lost...

blackout blackout when the lights off