MC Eiht
MC Eiht - Blue Stamp lyrics
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Yeah, blue stamp official Keep it counter Yeah, 8 kid to shut em down, ghetto be the pro now Love it cause it's underground Just like the shot lights, tell me how you seen The hoes with the pretty face, ass extreme Dreams of fucking a celebrity, yeah Stuck up in the ass but them love hood did Yeah, you know the motton, hennesy bottle In the lap, right next to the strap, the homies follow Ghetto, yeah so infamous, screaming innocence, with the evidence Jail fight for the young and mean I represent Shady promoters, niggas grown ever since Long as the beat keep banging, niggas come The hoes sing every word, feel good, ha That's what a motherfucker bring You stamped official, so let the shit bring [Hook] Get yours niggas I get mine And everything is fine, and give it the blue stamp Get yours niggas I get mine We on push the line and give it the blue stamp Get yours niggas I get mine We run from one time and give it the blue stamp Niggas yeah, rep your town Bitches, yeah, rep your town You're a customer, so the product ride So every fucking thang gonna be so tight alright Soon the elite go to business vary Fight for the neighborhood I'm a missionary Wake up everybody, we back in the place Some real niggas and bitches invade your space Give a fuck where you from, homes store up your fingers A new ghetto tone for your ringers Tryina bring back the sound that you missing bad Get rid of these phoney motherfuckers drinks and fats 8 got your medicines Yes, bomb, my bomb niggas all in, fuck with me Some niggas loyalty is only skin deep We straight from the street, so they talk it don't speak I say your name so weak, it's compton everyday I rep it in my sleep [Hook] Get yours niggas I get mine And everything is fine, and give it the blue stamp Get yours niggas I get mine We on push the line and give it the blue stamp Get yours niggas I get mine We run from one time and give it the blue stamp Niggas yeah, rep your town Bitches, yeah, rep your town Niggas from the hood so it's guarantee west It's where a nigga headed, so the brain don't rest It's no competition, the amateurs don't impress It's money over hoes, you trick you don't mess Gangster, gangster, heard all about The only nigga's back in town runnin her mouth Tryian smoke a couple palm trees Niggas banging impala music You know them og's Compton, niggas where your dues pay Sliding in my ride, house shoes, sippin coole Who you wanna fade, compton original Fuck it, this the west nigga, any individual Bump a couple towns now send the residuals Want the real west coast, nigga here it goes Nigga make it sound so real, The drive by music so good in your ear, come on [Hook] Get yours niggas I get mine And everything is fine, and give it the blue stamp Get yours niggas I get mine We on push the line and give it the blue stamp Get yours niggas I get mine We run from one time and give it the blue stamp Niggas yeah, rep your town Bitches, yeah, rep your town.