Lyrics:
goin' 4 fo' 4
And blow for blow
It's Silkk, Master P, and UGK
Front door, front row, slow it down ho
You know playaz from the South stack G's
Flippin'
thing I've lived by
And it's so real"
A little "G" to the "H"
"E" to the "T"
"T" to the "O"
Now tell me what you see
I'm just ghetto
I'm just me
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scale
Or being g-, little f-, but by the way
Thoughts are getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar
bloody, lil buddy
I don't play with the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast, nigga give up the ghost
No problem Barry you don't no cemetery, homes
say, "I think you 'bout to blow, nigga"
Bitch, I think I'm bout to blow
Yo Caskey, man good looks, homie
Homegrown spark one up for me
We out
side?
Standin' strong as the waves roll over
When the nights are long
Longing for you to come home
All around, the wind blows
We would only hold
won't believe, that I can open the gates, for tomorrow
Morning, wake up, and you'll realise that you followed
Your dreams, pushed by a nigga from
the plans, never cheat codes
I pull up, never squeezin' through the peep hole
Come through still playin' by the G-code
Gee Babii, in the league go hard ball
Homies I dey pray for peace
I dey pray my G
Make we make the G's
Say correct cheese
Homies dey pray for peace
I dey pray my G
Make we make the G's
Say
them rounds come quick
You a clown for thinking you IT
Red beam on a stick TNT we gone blow this bitch
TNT we gone blow this bitch
TNT we gone blow this
stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
We get hasenpfeffer
and black pumpernickel for chow
We get hasenpfeffer
and black pumpernickel for chow
I'd
the things that they do for crumbs
I do mine for me, ya see?
Not the big homie, Double-O-G
Scared to do your own work, man, that's foul (that's foul)
I played hooky on a[00:09.21]Double G[00:10.64]I played hooky on a snow day[00:13.02]Got fired from my job they can blow me[00:15.74]Cause they don't
Ruffin on a cloudy day
Hold up my nigga, you get that?
Turn the other cheek, they can kiss that
Don't got time for the chit chat
Money on the floor, let's
to Houston for some face
Mary Jane wit' a coincidence I'm blowin' swishas doin the same thing
Six-hundred for some big O's, 400 degrees
I'm a ho, Playaz
only fuckin' with me for the luxury
I can tell by the way she discussin' me
First date shawty say she in love with me
Fuck her now she say i did her Shun
strong blows to the hoes and my foes" (x4)
Well it's the Lord J lightin' up more shit than Broadway
And Times Square wit nuff rhymes for your air
Get blown away
Get blown away
Get blown away
The wind blows on the other side
Blows on the other side
The wind blows on the other side
Get blown away
side?
Standin' strong as the waves roll over
When the nights are long
Longing for you to come home
All around, the wind blows
We would only hold
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
We get hasenpfeffer
And black pumpernickel for chow
We get hasenpfeffer
And black pumpernickel for chow
I'd
Blow for blow
Slug for slug
A thug's a thug
Kickin' this here
Just to let you know
Ain't a damn thang changed
Doin' these everyday thangs
And it
what I know then you know I ain't playin'
(I'm loyal to the game)
Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain
Possessed by the streets you
About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y'all ain't shit on stage
[Chorus]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em
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