Watch Where You Go lyrics

by

Brotha Lynch Hung


[Produced by AC3Beats]

[Verse 1: Trizz]
Look, as the story was told, I couldn’t take it
Doctors couldn’t resuscitate him, he didn’t make it
I thought he was my homie, I didn’t know he was faking
So I shot his ass, left him out for dead on the pavement
He tried to set me up with n*ggas I was cool with
Had some loose lips but really wasn’t gon do sh*t
Too b*tch, be talking and ain’t gon shoot sh*t
For the right price I can get him murdered by two crips
For two bricks, but that ain’t me cause I’m too slick
Feel alone on my own, cause I don’t trust no snitch
And I don’t trust no b*tch, people get you caught up
Kick it with your killer like Snupe and then get you shot up
Straight rock, these n*ggas out here is sheisty
A lot of them don’t like me, but trying hard to be like me
Pull up and try to fight me, I’m knocking you out your nikes
Doing n*ggas dirty and grimy soon as they try me
b*tch

[Hook: Angel Davenport]
Know this is what you need, but this ain’t what you want
Loud mouth kings out west, clearly we’re gonna kick in your door
Don’t you know, all my goons’ll get yours, I ain’t got to lift a finger no more
All I can say to you now is watch what you know
Watch where you go

[Verse 2: Angel Davenport]
Run up in your crib
Find your mom and give her ass a hit
Split her wig, split her f*cking lip
Just because you talking sh*t
Cause I’m the bigger b*tch
I’m a gator man, and your [?] under my grits
[?] whips, grim in a sense
Turn on headlights, get a glimpse
Of this [?] crippling mix
Watch your back wherever you is
All my vision is I want to win in KC MO with some of my friends
Trizz hit my line, who we finna hit, know I’m in
Chop n*ggas like they produce, clippings like they old news
[?] leave your body in segments, leave you totaled
Beat you down with my old sega genesis controller
Understand that I’m always on brink of going over
You want to f*ck with me, n*gga I’m Angel D
The prodigy, you honor me ‘fore I give you lobotomy
The sl*tty kind of knee been robbing me
Burn in the third degree
Honestly about to title kings and now you hobbling

[Hook: Angel Davenport]
Know this is what you need, but this ain’t what you want
Loud mouth kings out west, clearly we’re gonna kick in your door
Don’t you know, all my goons’ll get yours, I ain’t got to lift a finger no more
All I can say to you now is watch what you know
Watch where you go
Know this is what you need, but this ain’t what you want
Loud mouth kings out west, clearly we’re gonna kick in your door
Don’t you know, all my goons’ll get yours, I ain’t got to lift a finger no more
All I can say to you now is watch what you know
Watch where you go

[Outro: Kiing Drew]
My n*gga
You already know what it is
[?], it’s the king
It’s my n*gga [?] on the tape
[?] bro, I’m glad to see you keeping it going my n*gga
From the first one to the last one
To the next one, this sh*t don’t stop my n*gga
And that’s why I f*cks with you
Cause you been with this sh*t [?]
[?] n*ggas on teams, and I [?] to see you keep on your sh*t
Don’t let this sh*t stop
King!

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