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Brotha Lynch Hung - Devils and gunsmoke lyrics


(Talking)
Yeah, straight from the muthaf***kin duece
It's the Brotha Lynch Hung once again, ya know what I'm sayin
And all I see is muthaf***kin devils and gunsmoke, ya know
But I ain't gon' trip, I'm just gon kick some s***t for y'all muthaf***kas
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 muthaf***kin 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 muthaf***kin skin tone
I wouldn't even trip, just strike my black a*s 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
P***y 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 muthaf***ka change
Baby killin a*s nigga and ain't a damn thang strange
A muthaf***ka sold juice, bulletproof
Known to eat a p***y 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 s***t
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 a*s father told me
He said 'look little nigga, you have to run your own muthaf***kin life'
And I was trippin, 'cause this muthaf***ka had a gun to my muthaf***kin 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
Muthaf***kas in the crib, crept through the hall like a thief
Fiends a fiends, and c*****e 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 f***k no more 'cause I'ma blow up
Usin all the fury inside to make some more cuts
'Cause all I see is what?
Black muthaf***kas walkin 'round tryna' found out what's what
Smoke up, but all I see is threats
Swear if I see anotha muthaf***ka I don't know
In my crib, I'ma shoot him in the neck
Pimp respect for a muthaf***kin 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 devïls and gunsmoke

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