Bleach Boyz - The Death of Hashbrowns (Reborn) Lyrics

Ah what the fuck man
J Snow
Yo what the fuck
Hashbrown shot you sure
Alright I'ma be right over
I'ma be right over
Now listen its a good thing you got here when you did
I don't know how much longer he can stay in this state
Doc who did this
I don't who did it
But they left this note
The fuck this letter say
The letter Z
Ah shit
Aye listen doc I'll be right back man I uh
I gotta make a call man
So I hop in my whip gotta figure this shit out
My man Hash on a gurney man yeah boy bleeding out
But now who got the balls to try and take my brotha out
Was it Jimmy round the block or maybe Carl from the south
I don't know who it be
But I know my finger itching
Got my Glock on my side and phone it started ringing
Money O got the word
From the boys up the street
They said head down to Jimmy's man I think I need Febreze
So I pulled in the back
My spot be compact
AK loaded up
Take a hit of my puff
I get the signal from the crew
Time to make a move
So I spring out the whip
Bust the door in this bitch
I'm popping eighty fucking rounds
And them bitches going down
I got people going Aah
I got people going wow
I got bitches in the back they waiting for my fucking show
Bitch I been on parole and bitch I be on patrol
I be looking for a man who going by Jimmy Lo
Man he popped right up the back
And said yo I think you should
I didn't do shit
I didn't hit Hash
But that Carl from the south yeah I know he fucking wack
So I slapped him in the face now he's on the fucking floor
Bitch started fucking cry bitch tell me where to go
He gives me the addy
I get up in my whip
I'm going eighty-five when it says thirty-six yeah
Pedal to the medal and yeah I'm fucking mad
I didn't even put my seat belt on I don't care if I crash
Yeah my boy Hash-Brown he mean everything to me
That's my brother from the six
That's brother since three
I don't give a fuck if I'm dead
I don't give a fuck about head
Yeah right
I gotta avenge my brother just to keep it all in
I threw a bomb up in the house
Talking Carl from the south
Man didn't even know
Now he nothing but some smoke yeah
So I head to the hospital
Man gotta see what's up
Feel like Kim fucking possible
Except I solved it with my gun
Please god don't let my boy die
I'm praying for some help
Man I'm praying for a surprise
Look we did everything we uh
We did everything we could
He just was hit too many times
If I were you I'd go in there and give him your last words
Yo what's up Hash
I got good news man the Doc says you gonna pull through uh
You know man he just told me to come here to say some things man
God man
I just wanna tell you man
No
Fucking Tiga Z is here and never going back
Got a semi-automatic here sitting on my lap
Ready to pop off any bitch that ever said I'm fucking whack
I'ma finna take your girl and then I take her to the trap
I got these rowdy thoughts and voices inside my head
People wanted Hash-Browns back so I killed him instead
Now I got my commas up and started making some bread
With bitches hitting up my DM's so I leave em on read
I am reborn
Picked up my gadget from the ground
If your bitch be acting up then I take her to the pound
Selling out like every show
I be going town to town
If you try to take a shot I'ma take you to the ground bitch
And if I wanna cop a coupe I'ma put it on my checklist
Let the past die coming straight from the projects
Counting all this money like I be making magic

Ah what the fuck man
J Snow
Yo what the fuck
Hashbrown shot you sure
Alright I'ma be right over
I'ma be right over
Now listen its a good thing you got here when you did
I don't know how much longer he can stay in this state
Doc who did this
I don't who did it
But they left this note
The fuck this letter say
The letter Z
Ah shit
Aye listen doc I'll be right back man I uh
I gotta make a call man
So I hop in my whip gotta figure this shit out
My man Hash on a gurney man yeah boy bleeding out
But now who got the balls to try and take my brotha out
Was it Jimmy round the block or maybe Carl from the south
I don't know who it be
But I know my finger itching
Got my Glock on my side and phone it started ringing
Money O got the word
From the boys up the street
They said head down to Jimmy's man I think I need Febreze
So I pulled in the back
My spot be compact
AK loaded up
Take a hit of my puff
I get the signal from the crew
Time to make a move
So I spring out the whip
Bust the door in this bitch
I'm popping eighty fucking rounds
And them bitches going down
I got people going Aah
I got people going wow
I got bitches in the back they waiting for my fucking show
Bitch I been on parole and bitch I be on patrol
I be looking for a man who going by Jimmy Lo
Man he popped right up the back
And said yo I think you should
I didn't do shit
I didn't hit Hash
But that Carl from the south yeah I know he fucking wack
So I slapped him in the face now he's on the fucking floor
Bitch started fucking cry bitch tell me where to go
He gives me the addy
I get up in my whip
I'm going eighty-five when it says thirty-six yeah
Pedal to the medal and yeah I'm fucking mad
I didn't even put my seat belt on I don't care if I crash
Yeah my boy Hash-Brown he mean everything to me
That's my brother from the six
That's brother since three
I don't give a fuck if I'm dead
I don't give a fuck about head
Yeah right
I gotta avenge my brother just to keep it all in
I threw a bomb up in the house
Talking Carl from the south
Man didn't even know
Now he nothing but some smoke yeah
So I head to the hospital
Man gotta see what's up
Feel like Kim fucking possible
Except I solved it with my gun
Please god don't let my boy die
I'm praying for some help
Man I'm praying for a surprise
Look we did everything we uh
We did everything we could
He just was hit too many times
If I were you I'd go in there and give him your last words
Yo what's up Hash
I got good news man the Doc says you gonna pull through uh
You know man he just told me to come here to say some things man
God man
I just wanna tell you man
No
Fucking Tiga Z is here and never going back
Got a semi-automatic here sitting on my lap
Ready to pop off any bitch that ever said I'm fucking whack
I'ma finna take your girl and then I take her to the trap
I got these rowdy thoughts and voices inside my head
People wanted Hash-Browns back so I killed him instead
Now I got my commas up and started making some bread
With bitches hitting up my DM's so I leave em on read
I am reborn
Picked up my gadget from the ground
If your bitch be acting up then I take her to the pound
Selling out like every show
I be going town to town
If you try to take a shot I'ma take you to the ground bitch
And if I wanna cop a coupe I'ma put it on my checklist
Let the past die coming straight from the projects
Counting all this money like I be making magic