Blaze Up Anotha 1

Lyrics for Blaze Up Anotha 1

Yeah up in this motherfka G-A-N-G-S to the motherfkin' A motherfka I got my brother Cool B, my nigga Berm on the side ah me Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin' thug, S-P-V motherfka (Hook) Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick We ain't finished yet Fk that busta kill that sucka Fk that busta kill that sucka Bla, bla, blaze up anotha one trick We ain't finished yet Fk that busta kill that sucka *gunshots* Creep up on yo funky ass, yeah I got a careless nigga Blast four times to the spine, now a dead nigga Broke out, my bank real quick, blaze anotha one Smellin' dead bodies mixed wid weed psychopathic son My brother gon' smother motherfkas for the fk of it K-Mud ever thug, crackin' scrugs, tyin' up some shit Jumpin' in the rental Continental hit the town right Twenty-one, dollars in my pocket makes a long night Climbin' while I'm drivin' motherfkas we be gettin' it on Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it's on In the hood, crazy motherfkas born night and day Gangsta just be one, out the pack, straight from Parkway Tanqueray, sippin' city dippin', keep my game strong Ignorant ass bitches interferrin' but I'm smokin' on Never let anotha motherfka come and disrespect He die if I'm high, blaze anotha we ain't finished yet, bitch! 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 motherfk 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 fkin' 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 shit for me No love for the other man Cause the brother man lives the world so lonely A nigga lim' dimin' late night climbin' as chief Blac would say And nuff respect to my niggas on South Parkway Yes we be chiefin' hay every motherfkin' day Yes we be doin' it the Southern way nigga Rumblin' through the cars just like a blind man My destiny is to get paid understand man A mister motherfkin' genius, I fkin' mean this True to this game cause I'm a thug, doped out on drugs My nigga 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 nigga Tay Baby got some fkin' hyper if you smokin' nigga 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 niggas 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 fked up, without they nuts up Cause ain't no suckas in this hood, it's all good Don't try to change the fkin' channel, I wish ya would ('til fade variations camp; talking) YO! G-UP