f** fame get money
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Its time to turn my savage up Im ready for war
And this loud went off I'm ready for more
All my n***as TTG them n***as trained to go
And if they ever catch an op they gone let that b**h...
Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
f** crack I'm slingin..
Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
Verse 1:
All my n***as in this b**h throwing gang signs
And if a n***a try to pull it imma aim mine
They gone think I'm Johnny Bravo when I bang nines
Cause my hands be doin this at the same time
Im beaming hard off a flat n***a
Blow your brains in your hands (catch n***a)
And Im the mother f**ing best n***a
You ain't the best n***a say it with ya chest n***a
Blow! thats what I do to you b**h n***as
My pockets fat your pockets on stick figure
And I ain't worried bout sh** n***a
Cause the snub got a nose like big tigga
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Verse 2: Prince Eazy
I'm in a foreign car with a thotty in it
And my Fiji water got a molly in it
And the pump in the truck so the shotty in it
The rims so big you could fit a body in it
Blow! Thats how they feel when my speed pa**
You will never find a seal in my weed bag
Catch an op with his son imma squeeze mags
And give a sound to the team like steve nash
I ain't playin b**h blow somethin
We ain't even gotta f** b**h blow somethin
You f** with me then the tooly bang
Skud gang, ha ha ha hooligan
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