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song lyrics Legal Dope Compilation lyrics Chorus(Lynch and D-Dubb)4x I re-fuse to lose Fuck them 22 s I got an AP 10 and a throwaway Tech 9 So you know you can t fuck with mine (Verse1) (Lynch) If I was standing in the dark letting my nine spark (D-Dub) Maybe in the morning, motherfuckers might feel me yet (Lynch) It s that nine tech nigga that got them motherfuckers tore up As I smash of in a seven deuce cut, you holding your gut Talking about (D-Dub and Lynch) What the fuck you smoking on? (Lynch) All dome as the chronics got me gone Nigga it s on On til the slugs come out (D-Dub) At night I do my murder red rum so tight (Lynch) I ts the third strike nigga So now I m aiming up at your dome Bout to make your brain split and hit the Fleetwood Brome I m like Richard Chase, mixed with Al Capone If you want some ripgut shit nigga Yeah, I got it sewn So bone to the crib, or get your wig split fool, with the tech chrome And say the alphabet backwards fast or find you a brand new dome A criminal minded nigga that gots tefs in his nine So head to the East side, cause it s red rum time, nigga Chorus 4x (Verse2) Nigga, it s that-Sac of Indo-Killafornia State of mind Where niggas put their gangster gear on, and bend corners In a Chev 69 Wire rims You can t see With their neighborhood flags and their black Carthart beenie I m like Genie As I swoop through the hood and get up to no good And I wish you would Test my tech, cause nigga, it loves to take out necks And empty backs out, so I max out 350 on the black top More smoke than chronic smoking Loced out sherm, classic perm In my ashtray, there s always a roach Hit the left lane in case one times approach I got, 5 warrants and some 89 tags 17 in the clip of my, auto mag I ts sad I gotta watch my back, cause these niggas wanna throw me up in a black leather sack, and throw me over their back But fuck that Why you think I got extended clips Cause I m so high, most of the time I just can t miss, nigga Chorus 4x song lyrics