Ghetto Commission

Ghetto Commission - Blood Line lyrics

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{Magic talking}
 In these motherfuckin streets we niggaz learn we call survive
 When you beefin you don't kill the fuckin breeders you kill the beefers

 {Chorus} x2
 We killing off your blood line

 {Magic}
 Blocka Blocka
 You done fucked with the wrong niggaz feelin me Partna

 {Hollowway}
 In approximately 5 fucking seconds there's gone be blood shed
 You done crossed the wrong nigga
 that's why this 45's pressed against yo fo'head
 I'm not de dread I'll fill you with lead for tryin to pushing me
 So it's bye bye mista bad guy you fucked for playin pussy
 I heard life was like a box of chocolates you never know what you gone get
 Well this time you get the fuckin slug in ya bitch
 I'm Hollowway GC's the Commission causin havoc
 Ready to go to war side by side wit Mr. Magic
 Toss the plastic and watch me cock the hammer back
 Each one of these bullets gon put a member of yo family on the mat
 You dyin for tryin to shine us in person you bets ta bet
 I promise this not a threat I'm gon leave yo blood line wet

 {Chorus}x2

 {Valario}
 I was told that mobsta's don't live a short time (tic tic tic)
 So if a nigga disrespect my mind
 It's best I kill off his whole blood line
 Can't have no 90 if yall growin up retaliatin on me
 Sendin his killas after me
 Puttin a 100 g's out on me
 I say fuck that and kill off his whole mothafuckin family
 >From his momma to his daddy from his cousin to is granny
 >From his lady to his baby I don't ball up my fist I put out hits
 You crossed the wrong niggas so I can fuck ?????? brotha insists
 Like this in the type of business I'm in
 I can't be losin my fuckin head
 To a nigga next to kin
 So I flat lined the whole blood line every livin relative
 Gots to go when you fuck wit Valario

 {Spade}
 I gots to X your whole blood line BITCH
 Grave digga dig the ditch cause I'm pissed
 so I got to handle this manless BITCH
 I can feel when you around cause my trigga finger itch
 Empty my clip on yo whole click BITCH
 You shot my house up I can't believe THIS
 Shit time for foolishness
 I want 'em all from the small to the tall
 Blind and bald
 Great Grandma's Aunt T's in-laws and all
 They gots to fall
 Kill 'em all in they sleep
 Bring yellow tape and white sheets
 I'm gon visit yo peeps
 So call the carrena
 Cause Spade then lost his fuckin mind
 Since you fucked wit mine I gotta cut yo blood line

 {Chorus}x2

 {Magic}
 I'm lookin fo yo momma to make sure she don't produce no mo
 And I want your daddy so I can fuck him wit the barrel of my 4-4
 Got such a pretty lil sista she gon scream my name
 Please forgive for this act but your son is to blame
 He crossed the wrong mothafuckas when he crossed the Commission
 You betta kiss 'em and tell 'em bye bye and I know you gon miss 'em
 This ain't a robbery it's personal
 Now take that mothafucka from Hollowway and Valario
 Special request from my nigga Spade
 He want a picture of the blood flowin from yo head
 I scare the biggest and the baddest
 Step up my nigga see if you can handle this
 Before I leave I scream Mr. FUCKIN MAGIC
 And scratch off in my Navigator laughing (HA HA
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: No Limit Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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