Blaze Up Anotha One lyrics

by

DJ Paul


[Intro: Gangsta Blac]
Yeahn up in this motherf*cker
G-A-N-G-S to the motherf*ckkin' A, motherf*cker
I got my brother Cool B, my n*gga Berm on the side of me
Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin' thug, S-P-V motherf*cker

[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
*gunshots*

[Verse 1]
Creep up on your funky ass, yeah I got a careless n*gga
Blast four times to the spine, now a dead n*gga
Broke out, my bank real quick, blaze anotha one
Smellin' dead bodies mixed wid weed psychopathic son
My brother gon' smother motherf*ckers for the f*ck of it
K-Mud ever thug, crackin' scrugs, tyin' up some sh*t
Jumpin' in the rental Continental hit the town right
Twenty-one, dollars in my pocket makes a long night
Climbin' while I'm drivin' motherf*ckers we be gettin' it on
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on
In the hood, crazy motherf*ckers born night and day
Gangsta just be one, out the pack, straight from Parkway
Tanqueray, sippin' city dippin', keep my game strong
Ignorant ass b*tches interferrin' but I'm smokin' on
Never let anotha motherf*cker come and disrespect
He die if I'm high, blaze another, we ain't finished yet, b*tch
[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
*gunshots*

[Verse 2]
Chiefin' hay, every-day, the Southern way
Totin' nines I'm color blind, I'm straight for mine
You can call it what you want, I really don't care
The life I live is motherf*ck it, a do or dare
A couple ah jackers, I need some cheese wid my crackers
I'm tryna stack up, my dividends to the max
Don't try to test, without no f**kin' bullet proof vest
Boom, boom, boom, another bloody murder mess
No time to waste, my face paste wid ah frown
A madman, only weeeeed can calm me down
No love for scrubs, cause scrubs ain't never did sh*t for me
No love for the other man
Cause the brother man lives the world so lonely
A n*gga lim' dimin' late night climbin' as chief Blac would say
And nuff respect to my n*ggas on South Parkway
Yes we be chiefin' hay every motherf**kin' day
Yes we be doin' it the Southern way n*gga
[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
*gunshots*

[Verse 3]
Rumblin' through the cars just like a blind man
My destiny is to get paid understand man
A mister motherf*ckin' genius, I f*ckin' mean this
True to this game cause I'm a thug, doped out on drugs
My n*gga B he got a juice, and some ah that hype
Lil Man know when it be on cause it's a quiet night
A dice game whip ya 'erves, what's up my n*gga
Tay Baby got some f*ckin' hyper if you smokin' n*gga
Inspect the Gangsta once I change, I thought you knew
Go tuck your nuts cause ain't no guts, up in this fool
But to my n*ggas who be jailin', like psycho P
And Hardtime and Dunno D, up in the streets
We standin' down 'til they act up, I pull my gak up
If they get shot up cause they f*cked up, without they nuts up
Cause ain't no suckas in this hood, it's all good
Don't try to change the f*ckin' channel, I wish you would
[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
Bla–bla–blaze up another one, trick
We ain't finished yet
f*ck that buster, kill that sucker
*gunshots*
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