M.M.O. - Trying to Blow lyrics

[Intro: Itchy-Fingas] Uh, M.M.O. official Young Gotti, let's go Uh, let's go, let's go [Chorus: Triggnomm] Aiyo, we trying to blow, f** it if they find the blow We gon' take the sh** to trial, we ain't tryin' to blow We M.M.O., and Money Moves Obstacles Me and Itchy, spittin' fifty, f** a hospital Yo, we trying to blow, f** it if they find the blow We gon' take the sh** to trial, we ain't tryin' to blow We M.M.O., and Money Moves Obstacles Me and Gotti, catchin' bodies, f** a hospital [Itchy-Fingas] Aiyo, I blow speed limits, blow 'dro with the windows tinted I blow fifty grand, racin' my man Blow fifty on my neck and my hand, we splurged out n***a blow you in the face and give you another mouth n***a blowin' at twice, n***a blowin' at dice That n***a blowin' his life, that n***a blowin' his ice I get blow, 'bout twenty a gram in some towns We ain't no average dudes, twenties rabbit foods I mash you fools, crash like, that's the Coup And if I catch you on my block, we gon' wet the stool Yeah, you got guns, but you scared to shoot I leave you hooked up to tubes like vegetables [Chorus] [Kurupt] Been in the war, spinnin' white balls in a car Droppin' like drawers and jaws, bounce like balls Where's the bread? Four lens, searchin' their head And spurs are spread, separatin' limbs and legs Arms are harm, hung from the palm of the arm' Toss in the palm, Vietnam, harmin' them all Send the word, it's superb Benz with birds A vengeance, abidin' by, soaked in 'sherm I still f** local who*es, cuz it's yours All in your jaws and your vocal chords You want some blow? Or you want something to blow? You want something now? Or later on tomo'? Well, here's the blow, and here's somethin' to blow Now let it go, pink in rain, sleet or snow Yea, your n***a got guns, but he's scared to shoot Everything's computerized, but you can't computer [Chorus] [Triggnomm] Heat blows out, in the street, we speed blow outs When we blow out, see M.M.O., we 'dro'd out Braids, waves, bald heads or blow outs So show out, I take a deep breath, blow out Empty fours out, Triggnomm, Kurupt and Itchy With a O of yae yo, and a folded fifty Blowin' quickly, spittin' fifty at 50 Ya'll still with me? Flow blow so swiftly Can't hit me, go past fast, can't get me Petey Pablo flow, ya'll still with me? Stick with me, cause when I blow, ya'll gonna miss me Blowin' fifty every year, not to fit me [Chorus to fade]