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Blaze Up Anotha One

Track byGangsta Blac

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  • 1996.11.12
  • 3:34
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(Blac talking) Yeah up in this motherf**ka G-A-N-G-S to the motherf**kin' A motherf**ka I got my brother Cool B, my nigga Berm on the side ah me Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin' thug, S-P-V motherf**ka (Hook) Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick We ain't finished yet, F**k that busta kill that sucka F**k that busta kill that sucka Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick We ain't finished yet, F**k that busta kill that sucka *gunshots* (Verse 1) Creep up on yo funky ass, yeah I got a careless nigga Blast four times to the spine, now a dead nigga Broke out, my bank real quick, blaze anotha one Smellin' dead bodies mixed wid weed psychopathic son, My brother gon' smother motherf**kas for the f**k of it K-Mud ever thug, crackin' scrugs, tyin' up some shit 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**kas we be gettin' it on Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on In the hood, crazy motherf**kas born night and day Gangsta just be one, out the pack, straight from Parkway Tanqueray, sippin' city dippin', keep my game strong Ignorant ass bitches interferrin' but I'm smokin' on Never let anotha motherf**ka come and disrespect He die if I'm high, blaze anotha we ain't finished yet, bitch! 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**k 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**kin' bullet proof vest Boom, boom, boom, another bloody 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 shit for me No love for the other man, Cause the brother man lives the world so lonely A nigga lim' dimin' late night climbin' as chief Blac would say And nuff respect to my niggas on South Parkway Yes we be chiefin' hay every motherf**kin' day Yes we be doin' it the Southern way nigga Hook (2x) (Verse 3) Rumblin' through the cars just like a blind man My destiny is to get paid understand man, A mister motherf**kin' genius, I f**kin' mean this True to this game cause I'm a thug, doped out on drugs My nigga 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 nigga Tay Baby got some f**kin' hyper if you smokin' nigga 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 niggas 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**ked up, without they nuts up Cause ain't no suckas in this hood, it's all good Don't try to change the f**kin' channel, I wish ya would Hook ('til fade variations camp; talking) YO! G-UP

16曲 | 1996

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