ALLEY BOY - Blow Em Away lyrics

rate me

I wish you never would try to run up on me

Ain’t in the trunk, you know it got it on me

Money guns even bigger

What will it take to pull that trigger?

Blow’em away

Nigger don’t give me a reason nigger

Blow’em away

We learn the A business, head business crocked

All that’s doing with a flame all Waka Flock

Making money, finessing with the game show

Jody’s back up on the chance call it silk running

Money the lead of all I want the core...

All the blank I won’t move it, simple mathematic

Let’s do it like you can gain a lot

We’ll catch that for the money...

Money sack B, we call that...

Shot him on his birthday, flat line pancake

Blow niggers bout to sink, I blow a hole in it

The nigger ER his face when I unfold it

Control it nigger

I wish you never would try to run up on me

Ain’t in the trunk, you know it got it on me

Money guns even bigger

What will it take to pull that trigger?

Blow’em away

Nigger don’t give me a reason nigger

Blow’em away

Anti solider alley boy he can’t stand me

Thirsty for the money, no conscience, I ain’t spare niggers

I got real grills on platoons, now hold tight you leave the room

Dumbass we only came to get the cake fast

Since I was young infatuated how they cake blast

Lock them in the hose and no safe brought the duck tape

Blame it on the death of my brother, my father, on my motherfucking lethal

On a....nigger, terminator with a hand chopped

C4 blow up your wheel or blast you in a bomb

I wish you never would try to run up on me

Ain’t in the trunk, you know it got it on me

Money guns even bigger

What will it take to pull that trigger?

Blow’em away

Nigger don’t give me a reason nigger

Blow’em away