Blue Man Songtext
von Quando Rondo
Blue Man Songtext
Tell ′em bring 'em out
We gon′ knock 'em all down
(P-P-P-Payday) uh
I'll spit on a b- ′cause I don′t got no manners
Man, I swear that I hate when they say, "Pull your pants up"
F- it, aim for his head, let off shots out a Phantom
Back in 2018, I put four hundred bands up
Kidnap his child, we gon' hold ′em for ransom
If he don't send the guap, then you know we gon′ stamp 'em
I′m sippin' Hi-Tech and Wock' out a Phantom
Up the stick on this opp, then we hit his lil′ mans up
Still to this day anybody could get it
Hundred shots in the Drac′ 'cause I know it get wicked
Tell ′em come catch the play, on my head, it's a million
Lot of blood on the gate, that′s for Shake and Lil' Timmy
F- the judge and DA, I′ma still tote this glizzy
I was locked in the cage every day reminiscin'
I signed to NBA 'fore an expansion
And my mouth 50K, you could go ask the dentist
I′m a f- from the back and I don′t do no kissin'
I′ma burn up they trap and I hope that they in it
Skee-lo grippin' the strap while we walkin′ through Lennox
I got kilos of crack, I could serve a whole fish
If they turn on the map, we gon' knock off them next
When I land in LA, Jack gon′ drop off the pistols
Up with the K and it sound like a missile
Talkin' ten different states, I got n- that's Crippin′
Leave a flag on the scene on the day that you kill ′em
Drop all black on the beanie, a certified member
Got the MAC in my jeans, had to throw the four middle
I got Crip in my genes ever since I was little
I ripped this beat with no pad and no pencil
Left his brain in the street, ayy, I'm glad that we did ′em
What the f- do you mean? All my n- some killers
Hit the door, you can leave, I don't think no one realer, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
We gon′ knock 'em all down
(P-P-P-Payday) uh
I'll spit on a b- ′cause I don′t got no manners
Man, I swear that I hate when they say, "Pull your pants up"
F- it, aim for his head, let off shots out a Phantom
Back in 2018, I put four hundred bands up
Kidnap his child, we gon' hold ′em for ransom
If he don't send the guap, then you know we gon′ stamp 'em
I′m sippin' Hi-Tech and Wock' out a Phantom
Up the stick on this opp, then we hit his lil′ mans up
Still to this day anybody could get it
Hundred shots in the Drac′ 'cause I know it get wicked
Tell ′em come catch the play, on my head, it's a million
Lot of blood on the gate, that′s for Shake and Lil' Timmy
F- the judge and DA, I′ma still tote this glizzy
I was locked in the cage every day reminiscin'
I signed to NBA 'fore an expansion
And my mouth 50K, you could go ask the dentist
I′m a f- from the back and I don′t do no kissin'
I′ma burn up they trap and I hope that they in it
Skee-lo grippin' the strap while we walkin′ through Lennox
I got kilos of crack, I could serve a whole fish
If they turn on the map, we gon' knock off them next
When I land in LA, Jack gon′ drop off the pistols
Up with the K and it sound like a missile
Talkin' ten different states, I got n- that's Crippin′
Leave a flag on the scene on the day that you kill ′em
Drop all black on the beanie, a certified member
Got the MAC in my jeans, had to throw the four middle
I got Crip in my genes ever since I was little
I ripped this beat with no pad and no pencil
Left his brain in the street, ayy, I'm glad that we did ′em
What the f- do you mean? All my n- some killers
Hit the door, you can leave, I don't think no one realer, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh-huh
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