Lyrics:
three baby mom's yhea (don't know the difference)
All of my bullets got blue on the tips
Most of my guys still wear blue but no crips
Superman steel
a huge tail
Jumping on these tracks you know I do well
If I do tell
My shit is too real, y'all living off that blue pill
Show your girl blue steel
that dime feels just right
So real with that thing, man, Charleston blue type real
You bite the hand, man, you feel that blue steel
Your game don't lie,
cold as an Eskimo, shit, I'm too chill
I hop back strike a pose, hit him with the blue steel
And I ain't talking Ben, Stilla get a cool mill
Big house
with the blue steel/Catch em' with a 1 2 need a new grill ICU blue cross blue shield
I see me sittin' in a Duty watching movies getting head while I'm
Ring ding! Ring ding! M.O.P. coming through
Guns and roses hit 'em hit 'em up kid
For real!
Say what, say what, say what?
I'm packing blue steel
It's blue steel concealed under my sweater
To calm down whoever, Duke, I move clever
I must keep it steppin' hops when shit be gettin' hot
I step
chilling, 'cause my real life like a book (uh-huh)
Blue steel knife for the jugg so don't be that life that I took (nigga)
And next time you sneak diss me,
Don't hesitate to ask me,
Bet I got what you need,
So be sure to run it past me,
And just in case it's on,
Keep the blue steel and chrome,
The homies
focus your mind on this
Nobody move and nobody get they wig twist
We real, still packin' blue steel
Knockin' brothers way up off of the top of the hill
Gorilla Family jet, Black Godfather finesse
Fifty caliber hole surroundin your chest
Bentley blue steel armored cars with boulder baguettes
We live in
a loss I have no remorse
You know the deal, only blazin' shit that could feel
Beat nuts be movin' the crowd like blue steel
Cho-cha-cha, that's
blue steel
On black day
Silver clouds when the mac spray
Turn rappers back into clay
My minds a museum filled
With microphone exhibit's
Of rhymes that I
the boy
I'll still dump on the boy
Blue steel pump to the boy
I'm Mr. Postman, also Mr. Toastman
I'm yellin' (wait), yeah I'm sellin' (weight), hey
the blue steel
Got a nina, that got more bodies than Katrina
Till I'm locked up
I'll pop up on your block with dem heaterz
We stomp niggas out just to
Break
Oh I'm thinking tonight of my blues eyes...
[ steel ]
When in time the cold grave should inclose me
Will you come dear and shed just one tear
And say
Blue steel
Sum niggas got jay'd on
Up early morning wit the birdies
First one in the trap
I'm tryna see what the j's on
All black everything
Off white
Og
donald's meals
Lord know I'm in these streets try an make a mill
The first gun I copped was blue steel it's rules to these street
Young Nigga pay attention
and nicotine and everyday's like Halloween
It's a muy loco world we're living in
It's broken dreams and shady deals
Red hot cars and cold blue steel
a piece of blue steel -> Meth
Got to get that dough, with that ill type flow
For real, I keeps it ill like a piece of blue .. -> Meth
the blue shields
Out harassing nigga cause they
Heard bout the blue steel
Who real n who not
Don't really matter
Cause they both get shot
Both get knocked
leather gloves wrapped around the blue steel
All about the green, give a damn how you feel
You got yellow down your back, you can't rock with the trill
away, gone with the wind
Cold blue steel is no ones friend
Let's find middle ground where all of us agree
To live in peace with a guarantee
Agree
pretty
My Nina four fifty, my tre' eight blue steel cost six fifty
V-8 racing engine, fuck niggas cant whip wit me, sip with me
I'm taking them shots, nine
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