blaze up anotha one - gangsta blac lyrics
[blac talking]
yeah up in this motherf-cka
g-a-n-g-s to the motherf-ckin’ a motherf-cka
i got my brother cool b, my n-gg- berm on the side ah me
dre house, my cousin k-mud throwin’ thug, s-p-v motherf-cka
[hook]
bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
we ain’t finished yet,
f-ck that busta kill that sucka
f-ck that busta kill that sucka
bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick
we ain’t finished yet,
f-ck that busta kill that sucka
-gunshots-
[verse 1]
creep up on yo funky -ss, yeah i got a careless n-gg-
blast four times to the spine, now a dead n-gg-
broke out, my bank real quick, blaze anotha one
smellin’ dead bodies mixed wid weed psychopathic son,
my brother gon’ smother motherf-ckas for the f-ck of it
k-mud ever thug, crackin’ scrugs, tyin’ up some sh-t
jumpin’ in the rental continental hit the town right
twenty-one, dollars in my pocket makes a long night
climbin’ while i’m drivin’ motherf-ckas we be gettin’ it on
just awaken shaken once again, so you know it’s on
in the hood, crazy motherf-ckas born night and day
gangsta just be one, out the pack, straight from parkway
tanqueray, sippin’ city dippin’, keep my game strong
ignorant -ss b-tches interferrin’ but i’m smokin’ on
never let anotha motherf-cka come and disrespect
he die if i’m high, blaze anotha we ain’t finished yet, b-tch!
hook (2x)
[verse 2]
chiefin’ hay, every-day, the southern way,
totin’ nines i’m color blind, i’m straight for mine
you can call it what you want, i really don’t care
the life i live is motherf-ck it, a do or dare
a couple ah jackers, i need some cheese wid my crackers
i’m tryna stack up, my dividends to the max
don’t try to test, without no f-ckin’ bullet proof vest
boom, boom, boom, another bl–dy murder mess
no time to waste, my face paste wid ah frown
a madman, only weeeeed can calm me down
no love for scrubs, cause scrubs ain’t never did sh-t for me
no love for the other man,
cause the brother man lives the world so lonely
a n-gg- lim’ dimin’ late night climbin’ as chief blac would say
and nuff respect to my n-gg-s on south parkway
yes we be chiefin’ hay every motherf-ckin’ day
yes we be doin’ it the southern way n-gg-
hook (2x)
[verse 3]
rumblin’ through the cars just like a blind man
my destiny is to get paid understand man,
a mister motherf-ckin’ genius, i f-ckin’ mean this
true to this game cause i’m a thug, doped out on drugs
my n-gg- b he got a juice, and some ah that hype
lil man know when it be on cause it’s a quiet night
a dice game whip ya ‘erves, what’s up my n-gg-
tay baby got some f-ckin’ hyper if you smokin’ n-gg-
inspect the gangsta once i change, i thought you knew
go tuck your nuts cause ain’t no guts, up in this fool
but to my n-gg-s who be jailin’, like psycho p
and hardtime and dunno d, up in the streets
we standin’ down ’til they act up, i pull my gak up,
if they get shot up cause they f-cked up, without they nuts up
cause ain’t no suckas in this hood, it’s all good
don’t try to change the f-ckin’ channel, i wish ya would
hook (’til fade variations camp; talking)
yo! g-up
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