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(Devil)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ya'll interested to
that shit Lynch
Its the

(Brotha Hung)
Yeah the cap busting neva
I got my and my glocks a bunch of motherfuckas give me props
style fools dealt with that's why I neva Lynch Hung with the crews low
Neva slipping I knew I had to have mine (yeah)
So I hooked up with my folks who hooked a nigga with a
Now I got my own back and once ya start shooting at foos
You have your own grave made
Foo named spitting at everybody bout
How he was and was knocking niggas out
I see some of the Lynch Hung
I talk to em foos say he just bought a new gun
And I can feel em from a mile
like he all that shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade

(chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade
(Devil)
depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade

(Brotha Hung)
Nigga I thought you knew you couldnt fade
All them props you got ain't but fake
Trying to run up on a oozie with a clip
And find your cooking in a barbecue pit (yeah)
'cause I play that shit low and I ain't soft
Bout your rumors Gimmy got his mouth off
Then his head cut off just for up
a nigga that got a room full of baby gut
When I was it I was tripping off of what I seen
Dumb nigga you on the wrong team
I had you with a click getting hella props
Now you around like a monkey with his head cut off
Fucking me
No checking my pops
Leaving a nigga a mouth full of gun shots
By a lunatic niggas some old clothes
Im like some paid to bodies full of bullet holes
And I can feel em from a away
Fronting like they all shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga a nine in my back
So hey I got my own fade nigga

(chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Hey I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
You I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga gets a in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Hey I got my own fade

(Devil)
you know what I'm saying
Im the so called Devil that Brotha Lynch was talking you know
They can't nobody this
This nigga his own people you know what I'm saying
But with this cannibalistic you know what I'm saying
So umm Lynch help me with this kick that old shit

(Brotha Hung)
of my niggas come and go like a foos life
A couple of and a joint later nut not
That's why I'm with the hardest motherfucker living
My nigga nine eating like Thanksgiving
And it be eating em by the fo's at
Marinating niggas skin like a slab of roast beef
Then I'm cooking em while I'm for fee
Drinking a 40 eat human meat and sit and watch my teeth bleed
a motherfucker out trying to feel me
About a million wanna kill me
That's why ninna got 16
Smoking a nigga from my meat pot luck
Click buckshots to a niggas chest
Nigga rips in my now whos next
I got the menu of a cannibal
As I I'm a human eating niggaro
Eating niggas my nine so hey
You like your all that shit but like my niggas say
Depending on a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade

(chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah on a nigga gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own fade
(Devil)
Yeah on a nigga gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
Yeah I got my own back
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a nigga a nine in my back
(Brotha Hung)
I got my own back fade

(Brotha Hung)
Coming from the grave with the rip gut
Atheist couldnt give a motherfuck
Heard a lot of wanna stop this
I keep em paralyzed manotonis
Though I pop shit something a blood vessel
Drink blood like a then become amp
That means I take all the and you get the fist
Grab a leg a wishbone and make a wish
Pop yeah there it goes love lead
To a bed full of pussy bloodshed
Now I'm psyched 'cause I know a nigga want
He better a gun or know how to run
And I ain't met too many niggas could eat meat
Like a with a mouth full of crooked teeth
And I'm a that thrive on homosapien beef
Them niggas don't know I'm crazy
And I can feel em from a mile
Fronting like they all that shit but my nigga say
Depending on a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own backfade

(Devil)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha