Lyrics:
now I'm yizzawnin
Now as I perceive to get G to a tee
And before I bail to school you know I blaze up a sack
Another day, another dollar for the gangsta
on my niggaz cup
Watch out for security cause we 'bout to blaze the dub up
Let's (Smoke & Burn), choke the herb
So come on ride the train, you should ride
Know that my bitch cuz she bad she got that bag wen i need it
Got on my shit cant go sad i need dat sack i got my reasons
Ima get dis money thats
right by the Black Gate,
And it's the fire provider til' I get back to Mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is turnin' black,
Gettin' it with my
Psychopathic
Twiztid & Blaze runnin' with the muthafuckin' hatchet
And only the three six can match it
So uhh..tell me where's it's at..
[x2]
Cuz you faking the funk
Me and LC like two v's
Side by side when we connect that's a dub with ease
Pulling strings like it's puppetry
While I'm sipping
dutch
Ow, the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty
rather speak about my dad
Industry rat the way I snuck up on the feds
Got a dirty sack just to drag it on your ass
Scars on my ankles because I be playful
Watch the sun as my guns blaze
While I soak up all the sun rays
Horse bound burning Purp Haze
I ain't slept in 12 days cause I Watch the sun as my
laced by Troy
Fuck with Nore then you know
That you some dumb boy
Me and Clipse got clips for
Ya'll faggots and boys what!
I blaze bombs, nowadays it's
world by
Myself and butt naked)
Nigga it's time for the re-up
Since everybody wanna be us, then G up
Blaze the motherfuckin' weed up
Everywhere we go
A haha, yeah, Evey, Jada
Just Blaze, break it down
Let's Go, uh huh,
See we goin' "Bring down the House" right now
D-Block style, what up, what
blaze a sack (Blaze a sack)
Rolling, rolling, folding bank
My first show was in the motherfucking holding tank, c'mon
Keep it movin', movin', keep it
We Embrace Every Day by
Smoking Sweets and getting blazed
Down in the Lone Star State, that's the way we was raised
Keep it the Playa way, while we
the ghetto
Slangin' dub sacks
And I duck when they fly by
'cause Killa Cali' is the state for the drive-by
Caps peel from the gangstas in my hood
Ya
kief that I can never ever save
I'm a pot head catch me scraping out my bowl
Smoking resin by my self cause I got nothing else to blaze
I'm a pot head I
the revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought
To you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial
And uhh playas he can't give me no love
'cause I'm stuck on the corna in the ghetto
Slangin' dub sacks
And I duck when they fly by
'cause Killa
your shit backwards
I go by dolo
And we riding in that four door
We ain't never lacking and we riding in them stolos
Come and get the sack and boy we got
Six-eight, seven eight nine ten
I getta bag
I getta sack I get it coo oo oo
I get them bandz
I get the racks I get them blue oo oos
I get it quick
I get it
that ease the craze
I break a sack and blaze, headrush, rush by cause the weeds will be giving
you a whiff of the fifth that I'm sippin'
Straight rain
livin' how I rocks they fade
Got a whole click of killas ridin chevy's on blaze
And a trap to the moon, one heat one game
[Chorus: x2]
Boyz N Da Hood
And if they flip off
I take off
And chase them fools down
Make sure them levas
Never come back around
Strap in my back
Got a sack in my pocket
Blaze up
run, that a sign of guilt
Poke blade thru his chest, I'm puking
Hold on can ya hold that vom
Was peak when I really got man done
Never judge this book by
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