Lyrics:
the catalyst, and this shit starts with me
I’ll rip out ya heart, don’t start shit wit me
Don’t stress the team you’ll get buried by me
It’s Blaqman, don’t like
If I don't blow I don't care how come
Ima do this no matter the outcome
Yall some real ones if you rockin wit me
Where Im at right now isn't where Im
Grab you a ruler lil bitch
Measure up to this hooligan shit
I be lookin at you
While you Lookin at me
Don't get hit wit the tool in this bitch
So FUCK Y'ALL, all of y'all
If y'all don't like me, BLOW ME!
Y'all are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
And turn me back to the old me
Come in here
flick ashes, got big staus, so I don't
Need a dime, I got big baggage, bitch
Yeah I blow it by the zip
Anywhere I go it's on the road on every trip
Ask my
Yeah, I got Mikey wit' me
Alright...you can hit me whenever
Any time you need
Aye
Ridin' down Lenox, 'bout 25 minutes after we
Took full advantage
get going again
Y'all bout to make fuck y'all hoes again
I heard you niggas was mad bout your buzz
Crying about how you don't get no love
Niggas be
run more than ten deep
Niggas be like "Ahh he changed his style up"
Shut the fuck up, ya still a dick-ridah
It's nine-six so get wit' it
Peep that
run more than ten deep
Niggas be like "Ahh he changed his style up"
Shut the fuck up, ya still a dick-ridah
It's nine-six so get wit' it
Peep that
I guarantee, y'all niggas coppin' my chain
Cause y'all jackin' my style, you can't fuck with my flow (flow)
And she a dyke bitch, you can't fuck
as Dino (Flintstone)
Shootin' dice with my ninety-five year old grandma at the casino (ball)
Countin' a half a ticket by hand, wit' my Mexican homeboy
shit, street life
But most of y'all hate Bleek right?
I'm supposed to keep heat right?
So you can haul the heat right
Who really give a fuck though
money thats counterfeit
All y'all fuckers can suck my dick
My shit look like a banana split
Harder then a peach pit
Y'all gonna see the size of it
Bit by
I be whippin inna kitchen keep da strap by my bed
All y’all pussy bitches playin hell of games while I get bread
Keep a shooter in a cut better watch
fag
Dipset
DukeDaGod:
Yeah
I told y'all niggaz man
Y'all niggaz can't fuck wit' us
We the muthafuckin' Gladiators, Dipset
We a true force to be reckon
Ont Wanna Fuck Wit The Shogun (*Slice Sound)
Might Get Hit With The Shoryuken (POW!)
Got The Stick, And Then We Moving (Stick And Move)
Wrist, Patek
Direct
Fuck it, I object imma be direct.
Most the population , gettin offended offa words that been said
Grab book, read that shit, gotcha self
it a buck fifty wit me
Guarantee you gon ride when I cop the Benz
I got my shawty by my side and we on some shit like we queen and slim
He fuck
a young boy glistenin
[Lil' Zane]
y'all niggas betta separate the hoes from G's
Fuck around and make me start wit these
Get in the car nigga gimme
it's time to push my grind
I got Givenchy
I got the Louis
Don't ever play, know, I got the Gucci
Hanging out wit thugs , know I'm always ruthless
Y'all
fly
And Niggaz wonder why They still die And get hurt
Tryna live by the streets rules
And none of y'all street dudes
If it ain't
Fuck 12
Fuck 12
Fuck 12
Fuck12 Fuck 12
Fuck 12
Fuck 12
Fuck 12
Fuck 12 Fuck 12
Buffet I don't know where to start
Ok arterial flow its coming
she so pretty yall
Bucks & Duffs run em to such & such she so wit it y'all
Compact 40 on the belly it's a red light
Contact shorty get yo friends we
Fuck allat' goofing off
I don't know if it's gone be like that hollon'
It can be brick by brick
Or even block by block
Nigga
Yeah
You can send demons
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