BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE

BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE - In Case U Forgot lyrics

rate me

911 emergency, please hold

I'd like to report something

Operator, she screamed so loud

I know that's terrible isn't it

God, I mean I never heard anything like that in my life before

Alright ma'am thank you

Psycho thug, maniac killa

Takin' more slugs than the average drug dealer

Born to peel a cap on a hoe ass bitch

Been a G since the first nigga I ain't switched

Still rock the Raiders (Whut?)

Still playin' the khaki's (Whut?)

Still got a beef for you hoes and it's shafty

Fuck the 5 0 you dead to one time

Thinkin' every dumb muthafucka do a crime

You don't know me or what I do

Take ya flashlight, and ya attitude (Nigga fuck you)

Stab you in the neck with a dayton spoke

Laughin' while ya cough up blood until ya choke

Bitch I'm from the old school, and the old time

Where G's all down to rock like a street sign

Throwin' up the East and strapped with 9 shots

Blaze back from the dead in case u forgot

[chorus]

Just in case u forgot about killas that really shoot

Car jackin' muthafuckas and murderin' for they loot

Throwing up the East and strapped with 9 shots

Blaze back from the dead in case u forgot

In case u forgot we tokin' herb smoke

Dirty gansta, no water, no soap

Yeah, that's my hoopty sittin' on the thang so

I keep it ghetto tinted windows, and the stereo

Dirty hoes be the ones I like to fuck (Hi Blaze)

Get your dirty ass in the ride, and hook a nigga up

Get the fuck on I got money to make

Hoes caps to peel, and bitches shit to take

8 ball in my face, bloodstains on my shirt

You can shoot me in the face, and that shit don't even hurt

No more blowing out ya 40 on a curb with sad base

Blaze dead alive, and back from outer space

Real G's put your hands up

Playa hatin' muthafuckas do me a favor, and shut the fuck up

Realize, check nuts, and act like ya know

Just in case u forgot I'ma remind you hoe

[chorus]

In case u forgot real G's don't die

Always stay high, and got 4 or 5 alibi's

Doin' walk by's in house shoes

Leavin' dead muthafuckas floatin' in they swimming pools

Visualizing homocide, and emptyin' a clip

Young muthafucka with a fat ass grip

Got a glock on my side in case you muthafuckas try

To pop a muthafucka, but this killa don't die

[chorus]

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