Jamal
Lil Blaisy
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Give this bitch a tum then cum In her bum sippin on rum while your bitch Is giving me some Some of that togue Made these bands in the slum Hard life cause the word nigga is Shun Your bitch is is giving me some, Some of that togue she likes to Have fun You is dumb so you get the gun Crip for life initiated at the age of One Lil Gezza, Lil Blaisy, and Yung Polacc in the game If your feeling Viscous boy we gone put your Ass to shame I'm rising up the charts I be Slowly getting fame I be getting fame soon I will Never feel the same Yung polacc, yeah you heard it That's my nick-name I was broke with no ice on me Look what I became When the boys in the studio we Always be spittin flames Lil blaisy jumping people he Might catch a case They always call me trash but You know it's kinda funny They be broke on there ass when Im sending all my money You Will never catch up to me Cause I'm always on the move Kinda looking drippy I look flyer Than the moon Flyer than the moon slowly Dancing in the moonlight Zooming in the bands I be Scurting past the red light Trying to improve myself give Me some insight So much ice on me freezing Might catch frost-bite Give this bitch a tum then cum In her bum Sippin on rum while your bitch Is giving me some Some of that tongue Made these bands in the slum Hard life cause the word nigga is Shun Your bitch is is giving me some Some of that togue she likes to Have fun You is dumb so you get the gun Crip for life initiated at the age of One These diamonds on me I be Dripping like some dread locks If you run up on me ima put you In a headlock Ay Yeah you know I got two twin Glocks Call my boy Roddy over and he Will put you inside the box You acting like you with it but You just a fake I'll put you on a dinner plate and Serve you like a steak You switched up on the gang Why you gotta be a snake And now I'm running all these Bands everyday in a rafe And we still up on that grind no We never resting They just jealous cause I'm out Here and still flexing And I don't care about the hate I Just be deflecting And blax was featured on my Song for like 10 seconds Ay I Speaking facts now 50 in my pocket when we pull up To the trap house Say another word and I will Really make you tap out Not talking Simpson's why you Turn into a rat now Give this bitch a tum then cum In her bum Sippin on rum while your bitch Is giving me some Some of that togue Made the bands rapping in the Slum Hard life cause the word nigga is Shun Your bitch is is giving me some Some of that togue she likes to Have fun You is dumb so you get the gun Crip for life initiated at the age of One Yeah I learnt my rapping from My grandma Now I'm fucking in bitches in my Bandana Go and rob some niggas up in Havana Big dick energy radiating like Some gama Now I take the mic from my Nigga Gezza We Pull up to your block in a Tesla Pull up on your block we aren't Afraid to test ya Making all these bands I feel Blessed ya
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Written by: Blaise Cannibal, Blaise Craik, Nick Nudrick, Stewart Daniel, Westly Middle
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