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 Brotha Lynch Hung Devils And Gunsmoke Lyrics(Talking) Yeah, straight from the muthafuckin duece It's the Brotha Lynch Hung once again, ya know what I'm sayin And all I see is muthafuckin devils and gunsmoke, ya know But I ain't gon' trip, I'm just gon kick some shit for y'all muthafuckas So peep this out Niggas better always know For y'all so-called devils and gunsmoke Walkin through the duece Ya got, better eat, no joke Livin life like a muthafuckin criminal Watchin my back from gettin jacked by the 5-0 One-time peepin a nigga out A couple a dank sacks in my Dickies Ol' English in my mouth Ya know, and if it wasn't for my muthafuckin skin tone I wouldn't even trip, just strike my black ass home Even if I had a chrome I bust two caps and head home Hopin to hit fools right in the dome 'Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke Pussy and hoes, and hella blood when my nine blows A young nigga on the rage, rampage Twenty-four years of age with a 40 and a 12-gauge And then a muthafucka change Baby killin ass nigga and ain't a damn thang strange A muthafucka sold juice, bulletproof Known to eat a pussy and put a gun inside of it and shoot A nigga wit' a mind so bad Close my eyes, and all I see is little bloody babies in a Glad bag Nigga, Manson ain't shit I got niggas killin mamas and niggas on the devils dick But now it all adds up the this, locc Niggas hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke (talking) Yeah, you know what my drunk ass father told me He said 'look little nigga, you have to run your own muthafuckin life' And I was trippin, 'cause this muthafucka had a gun to my muthafuckin head It was about 12 o' clock, somethin don't smell right I'm in the hall in the middle of the night Somethin reekin like sweat, drippin off a burnt up pig Muthafuckas in the crib, crept through the hall like a thief Fiends a fiends, and cocaine smoke nigga no-name Folks run in the crib, you know the situations tore up My homies sellin dope to my folks but you know what I don't give a fuck no more 'cause I'ma blow up Usin all the fury inside to make some more cuts 'Cause all I see is what? Black muthafuckas walkin 'round tryna' found out what's what Smoke up, but all I see is threats Swear if I see anotha muthafucka I don't know In my crib, I'ma shoot him in the neck Pimp respect for a muthafuckin vet Causin anotha nigga death Do a little time for a slut Shoot before I get shot, playin fools like a half deck 'Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke I say that 'cause I don't wanna claim and end up like X-Raided You know I gotta eat if I eat ya, see if I see ya Shoot up, then I'm on my way 'Cause my mama used to say, it ain't a hoax Because niggas are hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke Send "Devils And Gunsmoke" Ringtone to your Mobile
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