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blaze ya dead homie - str8 outta detroit og كلمات الأغنية

[intro: blaze]
you are now about to witness the recreation of street knowledge

[verse 1: blaze, anybody k!lla]
straight outta detroit, crazy motherf_cker named blaze
back from the dead, cover story on the front page
when i’m jackin’, i got a mack_10
squeeze the trigger for for criminals and action
which one of y’all wanna f_ck with me?
the police are gonna have to come and get me
we stompin’ yo ass, b_tch i ain’t goin’ out
all you suckers, ain’t n0body showin’ out
______ wanna set trip, try and talk sh_t
cold c_ck yo’ ass and leave you with yo’ wigsplit
goin’ off on any b_tch like that
with a gat, that’s pointed at your dome
so give it up, sucker
i’m down with anybody, drive_by, motherf_cker!
here’s a murder rap to keep ya dancin’
down with the family, like charles manson
chrome throwaway is the mothaf_ckin’ tool
don’t make me act a mothaf_ckin’ fool
me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe
on the corner, strapped, slangin’ rocks daily
and turned weekly, monthly, and yearly
all the thugs in the hood represent me
’cause i’m down with a capital d_e_t
b_tch, you can’t f_ck with me
when i’m in your neighborhood, you better duck
ya dead homie, still crazy as f_ck
mashin’ on you b_tches, i think you get the point
eastside, motherf_cker, comin’ straight outta detroit
[verse 2: anybody k!lla, blaze]
straight outta detroit, the name is anybody k!lla
every b_tch i choke, yo, my rep gets bigger
i’m a thug motherf_cker, and you know this
but you playa hatin’ b_tches better never ever show this
i don’t give a f_ck, i make my cheese
middle finger in the air screamin’ “f_ck the police!”
straight servin’, we call a cop car, jackin’
run your donuts, your guns, and your badges
shoot a motherf_cker in a minute
find some hood rat p_ssy and go up in it (h_ll yeah)
so if you at a show, in the front row
i’ma call you a b_tch if yo’ ass ain’t a juggalo
b_tches gettin’ mad, b_tches ain’t sh_t
you b_tches and hoes can eat a m_th_f_ckin’ d_ck
i’m a crazy motherf_cker from the streets
with them thug ass lyrics and them thug ass beats
anybody controls the automatic
so any punk motherf_cker who start static
with my dead homie, or by myself
every time, i pull the ak off the shelf (motherf_cker)
security is maximum, and that’s a law
k_i_double_l_a, and i’m raw (yeah)
b_tch, i’m a motherf_ckin’ villain
stand in my way and you’re witnessin’ a k!llin’
creepin’ up without a clue (what)
and once you in the scope, yo’ ass is through (b_tch)
so b_tch, you better get a grip
’cause anybody k!lla’s on a gangsta tip
straight outta detroit!
[verse 3: blaze, anybody k!lla]
straight outta detroit, it’s the brother that’ll strangle your mother
(h_ll yeah) and make your sister wear a rubber (b_tch)
dangerous, motherf_cker raising h_ll
b_tch, i can’t be caught, f_ck jail
see, i don’t give a f_ck, that’s the problem
i see a motherf_ckin’ pig, i don’t dodge ’em
i’m smart, lay low, creep around
when i seen the punk pass, gun ’em down
[?] kinda funny, the attitude, show a sucker drivin’
don’t know where the f_ck they going, just rollin’
lookin’ for the one they call blaze
the gang sees me, always got a 12 gauge (b_tch)
dead man, never seen like a shadow in the dark
except when i unload
you see, i’m past the point of hesitation
pistol whipping motherf_ckers gone all up in they face and
when we see the sirens, we jettin’
leaving memories no one will be forgettin’
but what about the rat who got shot? f_ck her!
you think i give a d_mn about a rat? i ain’t a sucker
this is the autobiography
of anybody k!lla! b_tch, f_ck with our street
you get shot down by them thug d town motherf_ckers
take it in the mouth, suckers
straight outta detroit

- blaze ya dead homie

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