Papa Reu

Papa Reu - Bluka Bluka lyrics

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(feat. TC)



[Papa Reu]

I'm gonna make I'm gonna make you wet 

From toe to neck from toe to neck

But you better not contest

Try and come a test 

Bullet holes go into yo vest

Straight through yo vest 

Just like the rest you play me oh me oh me

Can't run through our whole whole army 

The our ar ar artillery from world one, two, maybe three

I think I'm gonna crazy from that weed 

Not them regular ones but all you need

I use them on my enemies and all the ones who are

Hatin' me look boy

Pop, look before you pull the trigger 

Tell me boy, which gun bigger

Bluka Bluka now you don committed murder

Your family gonna suffer

I got my nine millimeter

The closes friend to me one day a hater

Tried to come and run up on me

I counted fast and I started to spray

I thought I got him but the motherfucker

Got away 



[Chorus:]



I got my nine Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

I got my a-k Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

I got my tec Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

That'll make you wet Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!



[TC]

I'm an Uptown stunner

Bitch nigga runner fifty geez on yo head

Bullet proof yo Hummer AK user

Finger on the trigger 

Your brought that issue on yo

Fuckin' self nigga I spin the bin

With fifty shots 

AK, Tec-9, and Automatic Glocks

Wootay! me and Reu don't play

Get out off line and hit you with the AK

Choppin' down is an occupation 

We got a different gun for every situation

Yo block we be scopin' 

Fifty shots to yo dome, we leave ya open

So don't come test we cuz it's gonna be 

Bluka Bluka! to yo whole family

Bluka Bluka! our artillery

Bluka Bluka! if ya try to test we



[Chorus]



[Papa Reu]

We ain't no army and them our the work 

You taught I put the gun in Alumna

We ain't no army and them our the work

You taught listen to the big slug above

We gold armor from head to shoulder

Listen to me now before you get fucked over

Reu don't come around no play 

Each and everyday we have to pop the AK

No listen don't listen I introduce to my gat

Get nine mill Lou from the chrome I bet

Tec bust a shot if they try to disrespect

Strictly leave yo ass soakin' wet

We gold and armor from head to shoulder

Listen to me know before you get fucked over

We gold and armor from head to shoulder

Listen to me know before you get fucked over

To shoulder messed over

To shoulder messed over

To shoulder messed over

To shoulder messed over



Southside got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

Northside got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

Eastside got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

Westside got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

5th Ward got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

3rd Ward got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

9th Ward got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

7th Ward got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

Uptown got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

Downtown got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

My niggas in the Islands got the Bluka Bluka! Bluka Bluka!

The Bluka Bluka the Bluka Bluka!
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