Blahzay Blahzay

Blahzay Blahzay - Not Now songtekst

Je score:
Uh, tell the world good news

Roll up to the club with new shoes (what that?)

Bla's Big Boy, pushing big toy (yeah)

I'm try'na to see what y'all working with (uh-huh)

My hood be hurting shit (yeah)

Yaw..

Feel this, feel this baby..

Uh, yaw, yaw..



[Verse One]

Aiyyo y'all wanna talk dough? I make you Limp like Bizkit

Pimps get twisted, turn simpletistic

Hustlers y'all been please helped, toast 'em and the cheese melt

Fuck wearing a seatbelt, better wear your heatbelt

When I blaze my private iron, you get dying like Saving Private Ryan

Momma crying, slugs flying

See we tote techs and broke necks

Shoot up a party then we jump behind the coat-checks

Who to your belong is, then we out, ??? a G

I'm just like ?Bodymonster?, growing while you sleep, flowing while I speak

Giving corrosion, while y'all niggas is ruff riders

When Brooklyn straight Trojans

My first LP? Cream from the beginning

Y'all just like Marl Berry, drop thirty, what y'all team ain't winning

Like Gren Cook, went with the hook

Went with the jooks, all my men are crooks

Word to momma Snooks



[Hook]

Yaw, beat don't fail me now

Show my glory, tell a story only hear in jail

Heat don't fail me now

All that talk, we ain't with it, anybody can get it

Feeds don't fail me now

In the hood running like a beast, getting chased by police

You freaks can't tell me how

I stay creeping on a weekend, bags stay sweaking



[Verse Two]

Police wanna statch niggas, 'cause we strong on stretch niggas

Like Brook-'Nam vet niggas

Not Slim Shady but Grim Grady, ever since the mid-eightie

Everything I did was crazy, sexing white girls looking Bo Derrick Ahada

'Cause I get chips like I'm Erica Shrada, dunn-da-da

Communicate like beat with the cellies

Pulling sleepers in tellies, sleep deeper than Porelli's

Credentials here, Diamond-dental still here, mental still here

DJ still here, folks spoke clear, rims pope with the glitter

Y'all better get ready is not a joke this year

When they miss me, 'cause what I bake make cornbread taste like cake

Icecream-cake, ? with cream and ice, my team is nice

Y'all don't trouble me or trouble P

Y'all actors like on double U-P



[Hook]



Yeah.. four years later music more greater

Yaw what that? What that, y'all can't touch that

It's still Blahzay.. y'all Blahzay

Y'all ain't Blahzay, y'all better cop that Blahzay
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