Lyrics:
Ay, ay, ay
Aight, aight, okay, okay
So it's gunna go
(IMMA, BLOW, UP)
Like propane
This is no game
Gunna grow like Rogaine
(IMMA, BLOW, UP)
To my
now, bring the napalm
I'll fly over and blow you away
No more sunshine, no more playgrounds
I'll fly over and blow you away now
There's no glamor, no
I ain't living in the scene yeah I'm outside
I see them numbers goin up it's about time
I ain't trynna blow up just need a lifeline
I ain't trynna
Sometimes I need to be by myself
So I sit and wonder I don't want to be around no one else
Just leave me in my slumber Blow the clouds away
Until it
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
(Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
Woo, he's watchin' the choo choo,
Woo, he watchin' the train!
Watchin' the trains go by, watchin' the trains go by
Wish I had the ticket that I
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
of the past
And I'm truly sorry
I couldn't make it last
Walk the way the wind blows
Cry the tears, I've cried
Hopin' for you, darlin'
To be here by my
I"m just trying to be by your side
And be the one that you saw first whenever you woke up
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that
diamonds wet
Blow the cash fuck up the set
Kickin shit I need that belt
Cuz I got this shit all by myself
Got this drip all by myself
Run it up all by
need you by my side
My love, just thinking about you, baby
Just blows my mind
My love, just thinking about you, baby
Just blows my mind all
When the sun rose this morning, I didn't have my baby by my side.
When the sun rose this morning, I didn't have my baby by my side.
I don't know
need you by my side
My love, just thinking about you, baby
Just blows my mind
My love, just thinking about you, baby
Just blows my mind all
of girl you think about in bed
Blow job Betty givin' real good head
Bust a left nut, right nut in her jaw
Sperm on her cheeks is all ya saw
She could
starts to cry
I'll bury you by the freeway
If tonight's your night to die
I try try try but I don't know why
I don't know why you blow my mind
I try try
blow me away..
There's a cure y'all
Of that i'm sure
It's just a matter of expressing ourselves.
Get the horns out..
Bet that ain't been done by anyone
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
schizophrenic
Murderer, robber psychopathic, schizophrenic
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a niggas ass off murderer, robber
Psychopathic, schizophrenic
Buck,
If you've got to be told by someone then
Its got to be me
And that's not made from cheese and he doesn't
Get you free
So now your wising up
body all that
Ten toes baby yea
I ride by myself it's betta for my health
Ride by myself hard trusting someone else
This world get you knelt everybody
It brought me back like
We blow big in our sesh and you niggas cant tell us nothing,nothing
We so fly getting by and you niggas cant tell us
Baby Cakes
You just don't know, know
How I, I
Got plans to blow, blow
And I just wanted you to know
I'm not sure our love'll grow
Gotta take it step by
When the sun rose this morning
I didn't have my baby by my side
When the sun rose this morning
I didn't have my baby by my side
I don't know where
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