This extra-special midweek installment of Brotha Lynch's corner features a guest appearance by the one and only Snoop D-O-Double-G. Considering how undeservedly off the radar Brotha Lynch is to most rap enthusiasts, I thought it was rather odd that someone of Snoop's pop icon status would be on a track with him; but if you've ever heard any of Lynch's songs you can only imagine how incredibly dope this pairing would be / is. Check it out, and while you're at it, familiarize yourself with his entire catalog. Before you know it you'll be murdering bitches and eating their babies your damn self.
(lynch)
And we remain bombed out -no doubt/
Eat niggas up with sour crout , -hollow 'em out/
'bout to open my own business, -siccmade meats/
Where you gonna get your product from nigga? -Sacramento streets /
gotta be 'cause these niggas be trippin/
I'm dippin in and out the city with the Frank Nitty whip- With no pity/
dingy, dirty, grimey and gritty, get at me...
(snoop)
I had a bundle of bitchest before i had a bundle a dollas/
A fist full a problems while i'm poppin my collar (ay, ay, ay)/
Sockin bustas, frontin hustlers with they work on the streets/
from the streets, to the suites (to the what), to the slugs, to the east (man)/
Please believe, let me holler at you nephew/
What you do and what i do, i'll make you wan' act a fool...
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