Ar-Ab - Blow out 2 lyrics

[Ar Ab] I'm still stuffin' clips till the tip top I'm watching bricks drop in a big pot And f** a bodyguard, give me a big Glock I come through, shootin' like Rick Fox I put 10 grand on you f**s heads And murda don't talk, he just bust heads I was 18 when I touched bread 62's jump like Spud Webb Just paid a bigger clip and a smaller uzi This (?) will turn your house to a horror movie I pray to God I look my shooter in his eyes Take him for a ride and shoot him 30 times Lets talk about Glocks, I got the whole collection But this 44. desert is a bone collector Whoever told your mom to hide a 100 racks And it was 10 grand short, and you want it back I bought my first brick, and I ain't wanna rap The coke in the pot doing jumping-jacks I had a dream I f**ed 2 b**hes And then I woke up and f**ed 2 b**hes When I made a 100 grand I said I will quit But I made a 100 grand and bought another brick I pledge allegiance to the baking soda My whole squad eatin' of this plate of yola You see the hustle like it's no tomorrow In the kitchen 'bout to whip it like a stolen car Remember when the pot broke and wasted the crack? Had to rob 10 n***as just to make it back You don't know what I did just to make a stack I used to sell n***as coke, then take it back I was fighting murda in 06 Now I'm at 40 to a whole brick Need a contract like Drew Brees Or I'ma quit rap, and buy 2 keys Whoever made a model get on two knees And she don't get up until you leave Just gave 10 grand to a golddigger I don't care, that's the profit of the whole chicken So when it's rappin' time, I get the heckler 9 Knock on your mom door, and shoot her 7 times [Dark Lo]