Текст (слова) песни: Kool G Rap f Jinx Da Juvy - Blaze Wit Ya`ll

 
[Kool G Rap] 
(Yo!! G Rap nigga) See y`all thought it was a game right? 
Like y`all ain`t know this was gon` happen? (Jinx Da Juvy) 
We {*censored*} for life, we known for holdin it down 
Gun brawls, hand to hand combat, whatever (word) 
We ain`t havin none of that, you heard? (word) 
 
[Chorus: G Rap + Juvy] 
[Kool] If you about dough, we can get paid wit y`all 
[Jinx] Wanna ball out, we can get laid wit y`all 
[Kool] You got beef? We can draw heat and blaze wit y`all 
[Jinx] Get locked up, sharpen up the blades wit y`all 
[Kool] You wanna smokeout, blow the purple haze wit y`all 
[Jinx] You wanna show out, spend money for days wit y`all 
[Kool] You wanna do dirt, keep it in the shade wit y`all 
[Jinx] You wanna act up, pull out guns and spray it at y`all! 
 
[Kool G Rap] 
This one goes out to my Queens thugs, that steam slugs 
My real killers out on the corner that`s seen blood 
My wild niggaz schemin with snubs, fiendin for grub 
Eatin off the streets, triple-beamin the drugs 
The ones that put a red beam in your mug 
The ones that bug and be in the clubs 
and hide whips, gleamin with dubs 
This one goes out to my peoples 
that hit the hot blocks to cop the diesel 
in back of the spots but chop on the lethal 
Then pop goes the weasel 
If niggaz want it, then pop goes the eagles 
We can draw guns and rock like The Beatles 
Drop pots of evil, ghetto D with shots from a needle 
Lay you down with shots that are cerebral 
Before rap, my click was hot as Segal, now we clock legal 
Hop like Kenieval, pass the cops in our Regals 
Above blowin like diplomats, me and my click of cats 
Duck when we spit the gat or get your shit twisted back 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Jinx Da Juvy] 
That young fella straight from the slums and that`s that 
Got kicked out of school cause I used to carry guns in my knapsack 
Been a serious dude, never the one to laugh at 
So play crazy and this 380`ll twist your cap back 
Before rap, I played the slums where the cash at 
Duckin the boys in blue, with jumps in asscrack 
Now I switched over, but still tote the big toaster 
for niggaz schemin so I`m fiendin to bend your wig over 
You might catch the kid herbed out, bent over 
Without a license, gettin brain in a tint Rover 
But not for nuttin, a frontin dude get popped for frontin 
Y`all the type to snitch when a cop`s comin 
But that don`t stop nuttin cause trust me the cop`s duckin 
A badge don`t mean shit, when the glocks is gunnin 
And I don`t think the pig`s tryin to get, popped in the stomach 
Or be worse, layin with they wig hotter than the oven 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Kool G Rap] 
G Rap as real as it gets, peel with the fifth 
Bust down a mill` with the click, ill with the chicks 
Wheelin the 6 to cribs on hills in the sticks 
Metal we pack is heavy you can feel when it spit 
Used ta, reel in the chips, slangin krills on the strip 
Now we, spillin the Crist`, niggaz still with the hits 
Won`t stop until I cop a half-a-mill` for the wrist 
Rule with a iron fist but still in the midst 
G Rap and his squad of guerillas, carve your grill up 
Harsh killer hold the hammer like 20 bar villains 
Spit flames like Godzilla, menage-a-trois in large villas 
Pack the trey-pound God pealer 
It`s a hard thriller mob chiller 
Decide your fate like a Tarot card dealer 
Y`all niggaz is yard squealers; play around and be a scar feeler 
A shot down man on the tar feeler chick witchu the gem star spiller 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Kool G Rap] 
What? (G Rap nigga) Black {*censored*} fam baby, uhh 
(Jinx Da Juvy) The new milleny niggaz, knahmean? 2000 shit 
Here to rule shit 
All y`all weak niggaz fall back 
Brrrap! Brrrap! Get the fuck out of here
 

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