Bladow!!

Chris Rock

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    Huh.. yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
    Hah! Uhh, uhh, uhh
    What, some more some more
    Some more some more, niggaz didn't want no more

    [Verse One]
    Now (now) ready for whylin my niggaz
    Let's set it like we on the Island my niggaz
    I'm with it (what what, wha what what)
    Yo, my clique startle bitches
    with a remarkable sparkle for my bitches with me
    (What what, wha what what) You know we stay dumb
    and keep shop runnin just the like a 24-hour deli
    The way y'all niggaz be poppin that shit you be talkin
    Y'all niggaz don't be nothin but a 24-hour celly
    To talk that funny shit to someone you know
    while I bag these bitches and take them to 24-hour tellys
    Type of chickens to let me get in they belly
    Little sexy thug bitches who want me to fuck them to Makeveli
    Then get with my niggaz and smoke up a ounce
    Crowd up in whatever amounts, makin bitches skip to my bounce
    So forever we be shinin like diamond
    Fresher than the fragrance of limon
    When we strike it's all in the timin
    Corporate niggaz bug on how we be stylin
    Fuckin with huge contracts with wife-beaters on
    on the day of the signin
    Makin all my bitches check for this shit
    My live niggaz know the truth
    That's why they always got respect for this shit

    [Chorus]
    Bust one for me, Bladow!
    All my niggaz holdin they guns with me, Bladow!
    And restin and stackin they ones with me, Bladow!
    My peeps who hang around where I'm from with me, Bladow!
    Who run with me, Bladow!
    Bust one for me, Bladow!
    My bitches that'll fuck til they cum with me, Bladow!
    Whylin they be havin they fun with me, Bladow!
    In the struggle they be beatin they drums with me, Bladow!
    In the slums with me, Bladow!
    Bust one for me, Bladow!

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    [Verse Two]
    And now we mash y'all, harass y'all
    Until the shit we doin pass y'all
    You know we steadily readily give it to niggaz
    And blow up the spot for niggaz fefore we do the dash y'all
    Eh-eh-ey, eh-eh-ey-yo, ain't nuttin wrong til we perform
    Y'all niggaz know we bout to blast y'all (hah!)
    Fast me and my niggaz crash the party
    Hit my niggaz with shit and splash bitches before we flash y'all
    Now whassup? All of my niggaz salute
    When we get busy give me my loot, or lay up in a box with a suit
    Shit that I tell you will all be the truth
    Stay on a live nigga recruit, and take y'all niggaz back to the root
    Tyin my laces all up in my boot
    All the bitches say that I'm cute, blowin on it just like a flute
    Now now now, before we blind y'all we shine and remind y'all
    Shit we got be always one of a kind y'all
    We constructin a new design y'all
    Better keep up my niggaz because you will get left behind y'all
    Let us bust a bottle of wine now
    And celebrate in the name of them niggaz that control the times now
    Now watch it, as we just pick up the pace
    You just might a hole in your face
    My crew might take a whole of the space
    Completely, obligated just to keepin you dumbin
    And get to breakin all the shit up in club once you know that we comin!
    My bitches check for this shit
    My live niggaz know the truth
    That's why they always got respect for this shit

    [Chorus]

    [Outro]
    Yeah
    To all my niggaz and all my bitches that just wanna live
    Live good, feel good, yeah
    Just bounce to this shit, c'mon, bounce to this shit
    All my niggaz and my bitches just bounce to this shit
    C'mon, bounce to this shit
    Yeah, Flipmode constantly
    Enough of that

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