letra de intro (jusblow - ep) - jusblow600
[produced by tay da producer]
[intro]
hold on, hold on, hold on, man
these n-ggas don’t know who the f-ck you is man
tell ’em who you is, man!
(tay da producer)
six o, six o
six o, six o, six o
you know how we rockin’, man (gang sh-t, gang sh-t, gang sh-t)
[chorus]
was a youngin’ from six o, used to go back to that store
came home, went brazy, now they call me jusblow
i was thirsty for a score, hit the block, grab the pole
go fire their block up, i can’t go, that’s on my soul
know we about our roll, off them pills for stello
all-nighters in the o, havin’ shootouts, better score
[verse]
clam up, watch him fold
“be the best” what i was told
investigation, keep it closed
if he out in two days, how the f-ck? this n-gga told
on lil steve, them n-ggas hoes
he had his pipe and he froze
had him runnin’ like a nose, hit his chest like the moes
shout out folly, that’s the moes
and c0k!lla, that’s my bro
he’ll straight drop a n-gga
like he just poured a four, ‘woods fat like a [?]
green beam, nina go
that steel i tote, them opps, they know
jusblow gon’ blow, start clappin’ like a show, leave him colder than a snow
yeah, it really go down in my city
better ride with your pipe in my city
young n-ggas be totin’ them glizzies
and the drums hold 50, b-tch thick like nicki
on my side, yeah, it really go down
we ain’t duckin’ sh-t but 12, them crowns
givin’ out free smoke by the pounds
red dots here for all these clowns
light ’em up, light ’em up, light ’em up
how you a slider, you ain’t never pulled up?
how you turnt, you ain’t never turned up?
hot boy, leave ya -ss burned up
these n-ggas be so fugazy
you a grown -ss man still totin’ .380’s
pillow talkin’ -ss n-ggas, man, you love the lady
her mouth a daycare, she ate all my babies
these rappers ain’t really on sh-t
a song closest thing you had to a hit
yeah, he rap, but that ain’t his life
be yourself, lil’ n-gga, you ain’t right
off a flat, i be out all night
i’m just tryna catch some action tonight
you better pray for a blessing tonight
’cause if i catch you, i’ma spaz on sight
[chorus]
was a youngin’ from six o, used to go back to that store
came home, went brazy, now they call me jusblow
i was thirsty for a score, hit the block, grab the pole
go fire their block up, i can’t go, that’s on my soul
know we about our roll, off them pills for stello
all-nighters in the o, havin’ shootouts, better score
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