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letra de blow a shotgun thru my nose - crucifix (big fixx)

[intro: dj big tim, crucifix, black mack, k!lla leon]
crucifix
what’s up, big tim, mane
what’s up, mane, you got half on that motherf-ckin’ bag, mane?
mane, sh-t, we get more than bag, mane, 4.5s in this motherf-cker
let’s go have on a quarter or some
black mack, mane, you got half on that sh-t, mane?
h-ll yeah, i got half on that sh-t
mane, k!lla leon, mane, you have half on that sh-t?
yeah, what’s up, mane, let’s do this sh-t
let’s do this

[chorus: carmike, dj paul]
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we gеt a little smoke in the housе
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
[verse 1: crucifix]
smokin’ my weed, ballin’ through the memphis, players like me gettin’ high
smokin’ it over [?]
constantly rollin’ and smokin’, puffin’ on buddah, makin’ n-gga eyes all red
indo in my head, n-gga finna dead, hop in the chevy, i fled
blowin’ that sh-t, quickly split, you want some of this? n-gga, come take a hit
we huffin’ and puffin’ and hittin’ that dope, and we pullin’ so hard that we might start to chokin’
the size on my chest, f-ck all the rest
the indo the sh-t, and it’s cl!ckin’ the best
so keep up on smokin’ this blunt like you should
i’m north memphis bound, and you know it’s all good

[chorus: carmike, dj paul]
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the-the-the-the bud-the buddah
the-the-the-the bud-the-the-the-the
the buddah (we get a little smoke)
(we get a-)
the-the-the-the bud-the buddah
the-the-the-the bud-the-the-the-the
the buddah (we get a little smoke)
(we get a-)
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
[verse 3: crucifix]
before i step up in the cloud, i smoke them n-ggas that be chiefin’ hay
they blowin’ dope and coughin’, so-so i gotta make it around the f-ckin’ way
hit them n-ggas on the motherf-ckin’ track, grabbin’ m-11, shouldn’t bump up what we stack
smokin’ on the motherf-ckin’ quarter ounce of motherf-ckin’ weed, so how you gonna act?
crazy to the fullness, ho, watch my n-gga hit that blow
cloud nine where a n-gga be ballin’ heavy when he’s on that dope
here come crucifix, known as a k!ller, b-tch, buckin’ f-ckin’ n-ggas on that motherf-ckin’ dust
gotta take a motherf-ckin’ puff off that dust, so i can cough and choke
you don’t really know me, but my name is reachin’ on the streets
[?], blink, when we think, my f-ckin’ eyes are pink
sh-t, the time is, it’s time for me to stick ’em up
and roll it up, and take a pull, now it’s some fire, now get this sh-t

[verse 4]
chiefin’ on a blunt-ah, n-gga like me gettin’ high
f-ckin’ with my indo weed, playin’ when i puff, and, b-tch, you die
smoke on this ‘caine i slang, hoes up on my ding-a-ling
tryna get a shotgun blast when b-tches all up in my ass
the clouds up in me hard, and my eyes is bloodshot red
trippin’ when i’m sippin’, good with evil thoughts up in my head

[verse 5]

[outro: crucifix]
yeah, yeah, all my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas on the [?] track in this b-tch
my n-gga skinny, low-down mike, buddy, b00bie, k-romeo
red manne in the motherf-ckin’ bonne’ thang
k-jay, my n-gga, um, bucky in this motherf-cker
g-money, stang man, [?], j-mack in this motherf-cker
all my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas on [?]
gangsta e, the twin, player rob, playa ron, 4-4, mister mane-mane
lil yo, sound in this motherf-cker
all my n-ggas on burloe, pat, derrick, cj, big anthony
big co, cheeko-cheeko, you know what i’m sayin’
p-rno aka [?], big cole, d-jay, all my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas in this b-tch
and all my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas on kney street
big sean in the chevy thang, dirty d, big chris in the blue chevy thang, you know what i’m sayin’
you know how that sh-t go
yeah, and all my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas locked down
crazy kane, skanless black, tico, suicide, al, my motherf-ckin’ n-gga
my n-ggas droppin’ hard-ass tracks, dj tim in this motherf-cker
hard d in this b-tch, and m.p. in this ho
and the double n g’s
b-tch

- crucifix big fixx

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