Left Him Dead Lyrics

Left Him Dead lyrics

crunchy blac)  

 Damn man a nigga pocket fucked up in this mother fucker  

 (dj paul)  

 Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! that's fucked up  

 (crunchy blac)  

 A nigga need to find out how we go get some  

 dead presdients or something man  

 (dj paul)  

 You know what I'm sayin a nigga  

 got to get straight around this mother fucker  

 Niggaz got that mutha fuckin shit,Don't wanna share it  

 Niggaz we know you tight,mutha fucker you need to share that shit  

 Before a nigga break you off something  

 (crunchy blac:prophet mutha fuckin entertainment)  

 You know what I'm saying,You know what I mean,a nigga go break you off  

 You need to share that shit,Mother fuckers fucked up round here  

 We go take care of that,something go have to get straight  

 or something go have to go mother fucking sour nigga!  

 You know what I mean  

 A mother fucker go have to handle ya mother fucking ass  

 Nigga share that shit,A niggs know you on,A nigga know you tight  

 You better take care of ya boys dog  

 You know what I mean,A nigga go handle ya mutha fucking ass  

 With the mother fucking seriousness! BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!  

  

 (crunchy blac)  

 It's crunchy blac,the demon child another mystery made  

 Another stang,Boo set up another nigga in his grave  

 I'm crunchy scopin out you niggas with that viper shit  

 You thank I'm straight,bitch I ain't straight I'm out to get your shit  

 My smiff-n-wession,teaches lessons for you hard head ho's  

 To drop off you want feel pain at least it falls to his toes  

 But if you got ya fuckin pistols and ya thank ya beat,  

 the 3-6 mafia  

 Nigga try ya luck and we'll see  

  

 (scan man)  

 It's a worldwide panic  

 So watch the scanman,get his automatic  

 Then get crazy like a crimnal beacause  

 these niggas don't know nothing bout me  

 Watch ya self  

 When you stack ya wealth  

 Keep that shit between ya self  

 Cause these killas from the Prophet Posse  

 Go use 2 niggas to make ya death  

 Cause we crazed  

 With the rage  

 Having a urge that can't be replaced  

 Out of the leaves,seen all them trees  

 Then I leave with ya cheese  

 Now prepare for the world to turn over  

 Cause Prophet Posse niggas just have tookin over!!!  

  

 Chorus(project pat) x2  

 Young g's looking out for a meal ticket  

 Catch you slippin in ya shit and we will take it  

 to a level that you ho's can not handle bitch  

 6 shots from the glock left him dead  

  

 (crunchy blac)  

 Man I'm gettin tired of all you playa hatin bitches  

 Playa hatin on this game,you see a nigga out to get cha  

 You see I heard from ya ho's you was flodgin bout ya riches  

 So I had to hit the klan tell we had to come and get cha  

 So I told them I'll hit them back  

 So I can go get some facts  

 Scopin out this nigga shack  

 Making sure that shit is fat  

 Then I hit lil skinny pat  

 Told em that,that shit was fat  

 Then my nigga project said  

 (project pat:when we go get this bitch)  

  

 (scan man)  

 Go to War crnchy and scan  

 Drop them bodies off to the shore  

 There's no more  

 In this bitch  

 Trying to get buck with this click  

 I'm insane in the brain  

 got me going after this ?  

 Acid rain  

 From the sky  

 Wash the remains down to dry  

 In your yard,after dark  

 It's them niggas who like to rob  

 In ya face  

 With no trace  

 You go vanish from this place  

 No one cries  

 Could you die  

 Scan man dares to wipe there eyes  

 Lullabyes  

 A hear the tomb  

 So ya click is not to soon  

  

 chorus: x4