Blown (feat. Young G-Code & Lmoney)
Tyson el Dominicano
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Just blow Ride with me and my clique We getting blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting blown Here comes the money again You don't want me up in here I stand I am really here just to vent This is my gift are you listening Watch me now as I present Cause I'm really done with the losses I'm here at every event You best proceed with precaution I'm all about you to this falses Who are you trying to play This here gonna take more than just options If you planning to get out the game Let me throw in in the pot You ain't the only thing rocking You can come chill out in space We can just chill and just Rock it This shuttle men no one can stop it Stop running let's cut to the chase Hopefully before 11 I wish I could see you again Believe me I'm counting the seconds I figured that spiritually I know that you are my blessing I feel it now deeper than me Watch me if I'm down on the ground right quick I'm too high for my mind right now I think I'm so high like a light right quick Step aside right quick F*ck around and tell you hello I'll be so high I'll tell you hello Chilling right front seat feeling mellow With my click fishing riding on bitches You already know how I like to roll Just blow Ride with me and my clique We getting blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting blown Hot young Spitta hot like Thrilla in Manila So much brain so much pain with the aim and emotions Spit lyrical potions Subliminally toasted Look A before B you going to see that I'm chosen I bet you that she know where she supposed to be on the creep Just to be here with me for the night Float like a butterfly sting like a Tommy Came up in a plane But I pulled off in a comet Got more rings than an Audi This game in this bread To this red bomber Murray Young Abu Dhabi The money go Valley Sorry young Sally Competition getting Ollie Claim my position Hope you ready for the mission Block the sun ways rays When I flame and I Glisan More wins than a ribbon Really I'm a chemist Before they put me in the game They had to put me in the dentist Only suicide talk We talkin suicide doors Drop a verse on this Earth And is feeling so cold Only suicide talk We talkin suicide doors Let me put you in the mode Just blow Ride with me and my clique We getting blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting blown Me I get money All I do is hustle man day and night This here for me ain't no joke Word to my father I cannot be broke Play with the money and you better hope That you don't feel slugs in your chest like a stroke Stay in the kitchen I'm whippin that coke The fiends they love me Cuz they love the dope I'm smoking the reefer You know that I toke But you try to play me get jumped like a rope I just stopped caring about how ya feel I hit him up just like a Navy Seal I do what I have to do for the bill Like Eddie Guerrero I cheat lie and steal Cause I am trying to get me a mill Go hard in the paint like Shaquille O'Neal This is the way that I live You say that I'm snapping I say that I'm keeping it real I can't say you real No not even half You talk shit on Facebook And say you got hacked You keep showing off And you showing that sack Just don't be like Daniels And go and get jacked I take a loss And then I get it back Go get a 8 ball Start cooking that crack Stay in the Nissan or stay in the Lac Stay like the mall Man I'm full of them racks Down for my team Man I'm reppin the Heat 9 on my right like the passenger seat I stay on my feet Hundred niggas behind me Now I am a centipede You don't know nothing If you don't know about me I am so dope You could call me a key They know who I be I don't need no I.D I get that money Just know that that's me Just blow Ride with me and my clique We getting blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting more Ride with me and my clique We gettin blown Steady stacking them chips We getting Blown
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Written by: Johnny Rodriguez, Leslie Mejia
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