Luyện nghe bài hát Divide - Brotha Lynch Hung & C-Bo

Brotha Hung

1 Die 1
(chorus) x2
Die!, i choose you
One by one we pick you
You die!
(fuck it... psychological)

Verse
Siccmade music up out yo seat
Catch the reeper night crawler
Dig a ditch get a bitch dig a ditch deeper
take yo head with this street sweeper
Leave yo on yo speaker
Smash off in yo
Do the bitches get real hostle
Get the signal model in
down on the throddle
More scratch lucky luciano
Serve more mutha fuckas than
Creep up on ya like
on to ya forehead and then like they said i fled
Cause i'm the type of nigga that'll leave a head in ya bed
Take ya wife her no caper
Tie the to the bed
Don't push me i'm close to the edge
Real and sicc-fed
And thats sentimental shit
I might drip cream from my dick
i'm off that
Smirnoff gin mix with o.e. i'm and wet
O.e. kept me no
But this smirnoff gin kept me yes
Mess raper
All my paper
yo hands over yo eyes
As yo thoughts yo will (die!)

(chorus) x2

(deep voice)
Greetings.have a
Let me be the first to greet you to the basement
heard you've been busy
Ahaha heard you've been busy
We've learn above that you've been
Doin' a bit of this
Doin' a little bit of
Stealing scratch
Stabbin' in the
We don't its fair!
When we found you you nothing
Now you are our
Is room for unrest
Die... you will!

(chorus)
I

two:
I'm wes on paper
So plug yo clips
i get sicker than a sifilous dick
And yo mama won't my shit nigga
Admit if you was up in yo room hi
up in yo tape deck ready to write yo tape next
Me i do hot sex
Razor blade and alcohol swarzanigga ripsneck
i write my shit next
So feel yo insides and yo intestins you mix me wit
The wisky tell'em risky wit a nailgun through
Yo eye you
I got this suckin me dry
I got this slut bitch me dry
to wet the bed up
It was the setup
sheets (bloody sheets)
No (no body)
No weapon
I got this endo me dry
I got this bitch suckin me dry
It was the setup
to wet the bed up
Bloody
No (no body)
No murder

(chorus) x4
why we die x8

Thats my don't wear it out
You don't know my whereabouts