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Q Ball!

So what really happened nigga? I understand ain't nobody did shit. Ain't nobody did shit for my 'causezin. Where dem niggaz at dat said dey'd put it all on da line? 'cause nigga... only a child could empty a gun toward da sky. I gotta kno where niggaz' heads at, 'cause my 'causezin still got no peace yet. So all you muthafuckas wanna know where I stand? Nigga I stand right next to my 'causezin E Mill nigga, you know what I'm sayin? And dat's on da Blocc nigga. However you wanna handle dat shit nigga.

Lynch]
Look up in da sky! It's a slug!/
nigga done let one off and only my 'causezin sheddin blood/
Dat loccest muthafucka frum twenty ninth throwin up his flag/
Sum nigga got
And went to da crib fo da 44
to da set up and let my 'causezin have it/
Da nigga dat die for da Garden Gang, did time for da Garden Blocc/
And up stuck in a muthafuckin casket, but I don't be givin a fuck/
I'm up in yo program/
Before you know it I'm creepin up on you in a dar kblack drop top rohan/
Wit a 12 gauge pump in da and a clip full of funk and a fat purple cush blunt/
So call it u want/
I it da fever of da FUNK HOUSE
Dumpin gauge shells in dat
Leavin ya face down, chest down wit a of guts hangin out yo ass/
Nigga, you da process. They wanna kill me now/
I'm a dead man walkin till my funeral can you feel me
And if I die, yo second blasted/
Dat's on da Garden I'ma up out my casket/

I'm liquer sicc and I might lose control/
So load yo clips, loccs, we ridin for my folks
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Lynch]
And I'm out in da 6-5, HARDTOP IMPALA lookin for dat
There he go! And I'm behind him bustin wit my Mac-11/
Str8 ta bumper 12 gauge pumpin was dat lil lex locstah/
Givin up his set and dumpin on niggaz just he supposed ta/
Nigga dis is real deal. Shit, it's not about crip or
It's about payback, dat luv/
So nigga now yo whole clique/
Like 24 deep they tryin ta kill me for my fuckin
Dem baby rapes, so get out my fuckin face/
If I was really bangin niggaz would know 'cause I'd have whole set/
Lookin like LA when da earthquake hit. Nigga, wit my tec/
I'm frum da Garden Blocc no what nobody say/
I'm makin my not lettin dat bangin shit get in my way/
Niggaz get mad, they wanna see da Lynch
I'm blue yeah, but muthafucka, I ain't even trippin/
But for my 'causezin Q Ball, Mr & Six/
My Eclipse and two of my kids, nigga, fetch these clips/

[Brotha
ain't no fuckin way/
My 'causezin lay up in a casket wit no retaliation/
ain't no fuckin way/
Dat muthafucka died for da Blocc, so let's heat dem muthafuckin
There ain't no way/
My 'causezin gonna lay up in a casket wit no
There ain't no way/
Dat muthafucka died for da Blocc, so let's heat dem glocks/

You know what I'm sayin? This time it gon be shootin in da muthafuckin air nigga.
We takin out bones you know. 'cause dat nigga did it for us you know.
I gotta do I gotta do, you know what I'm sayin?
Tried to sit up here and do my music thang you
Then my 'causezin got rolled on you Dem niggaz frum da Garden don't do nuthin now, we all gon get rolled up.
a fat ass blunt nigga. So wassup?
I'm puttin my life on da line for dis shit, they wanna kill me I'm rappin, you know what I'm sayin? Wassup niggaz?
Dedicated to my Q Ball. Rest In Peace nigga.
To dem muthafuckas, fuck peace.