Leaking

Lyrics

[Chorus: Indo G] Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] BLAY! Standin' in the acid rain Skin meltin' off my face, you can see my veins Clothes hanger up his nose, pull out some brain Rap the .45 through his teeth - chitty bang bang Niggas meltin' like salt poured on a snail Slice your pupils, have your bitch ass needin' braille Eat a sack lunch in a fuckin' whole sale Pay my lawyer with cocaine and post a damn bail I'm Lord Infamous the villain, come with me to hell Break down the Thrax and snort me a wicked rail Pulled up with my playa partner pumpin' pistol grip Erase the whole strip, walkin' with a gangsta limp Don't make me trip Run up with the Mossberg, heads tossed on the curb Bitch don't you say a word, this shit can get absurd Run up with the Mossberg, heads tossed on the curb Bitch don't you say a word, get your fuckin' face blurred [Chorus: Indo G] Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce [Verse 2: Indo G] Breakin' up outta the fog how kids washin' 'em with these ways I ain't talkin' 'bout no chicken, the Chinese get me explained Framed like I'm Hussein, I'm a bad ass mane They scared to see me shine now that's some goddamn shame I'm a full grown pit, you boys is like chihuahua Meat in a Chinese buffet, you gon' get ate Slaughtered like Texas Chainsaw Massacre nigga Breakin' the best in the game but I took a chill pill stackin' my figures Boy it's hard in these streets, knee-deep up in this game If I don't hustle; I don't eat, can't front you nothin' mane Brain see the fuckin' snow, bitch the show must go on Wrong place, right time, do or die 'bout me and mine Crime pays, ounces, pounds, bricks, niggas catchin' cases Over the phone, leavin' traces all up in yo fuckin' matrix Watch ya nigga, watch ya bitch and watch ya blood When shit hit the fan, it's just you and the fuckin' judge dummy [Chorus: Indo G] Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce Get it planned what you pay Gon' break 'em off Post up with decay Gon' break 'em off Let 'em know who da boss Gon' break 'em off Now leakin' hot sauce