Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blowin It Up, artist - Black Attack. Album song On The Edge, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.04.2010
Record label: SCOREmusic
Song language: English
Blowin It Up |
| Check it, check it now |
| Come on |
| The real game — sex with little kids |
| Word is out that it’s good for the biz |
| Demand is high, supply is low |
| You need mo' sex and got no mo' hoes |
| Where do you go? |
| Down to the corner store |
| You need more loot, got your bow for |
| Little girl who don’t know no better |
| You don’t give a shit you only focused on the cheddar |
| Money makes a nigga do crazy things |
| Just drug 'em out on cocaine |
| Taught 'em hive of slang |
| The booty back and forth like a prostitutes |
| 12 years old and the knocking the boots |
| Like professionals who to be profitable |
| Took ‘em from the playground Made ‘em top notch hoes |
| Broke ‘em off some crumbs, relieved ‘em like drums |
| Had ‘em begging like bums cause ya wouldn’t give ‘em none |
| Heartless |
| We are livin' in darkness |
| In a world so heartless |
| We are livin' in blindness, in blindness yeah |
| Heartless |
| We are livin' in darkness |
| No matter where you’re from |
| No matter how ya come |
| Cross the wrong path and you will get done |
| Ain’t no love just pain |
| No sun only rain |
| Had a big effect on a young brother’s brain |
| It’s time to initiate |
| No place to be |
| Figure in order to get up |
| Ya got come straight to the niggas, yeah |
| And pass the test |
| Ya gotta show those motherfuckers that you’re heartless |
| Slap the clip in the nine ya jump in the ride |
| Headed straight down for McCartha drive |
| Ya pull-ups low, hit the lights down low |
| Hopin' you don’t see nobody you know |
| Not knowing what to do to impress the crew |
| Ya see a little old lady about 62 |
| Bla-bla-blasted that ass |
| The bitch is under the ground |
| Ya put your foot to the gas |
| And haul ass |
| Straight up to seem |
| Crass pitchin' hard with a gangster Lee |
| At the age of 21 a criminal mind at it’s peak |
| Just walkin' down the street still is trouble I see |
| Gamblin, girls, go — it’s all for fun |
| Got my boy AC to do a small run |
| Dreaming' of vice, cold-blooded and nice |
| You may see me once, but never twice |
| Wait a minute — this ain’t no dream |
| It’s the heartless life, floor it |
| And it’s all about the dream |
| Do what I mean and mean what I say |
| But don’t try to be like no toy |
| ‘Cause I’m not for play |
| And if it’s trouble you see |
| Then see used for fine |
| Death in a twine with a criminal mind |
| Thugs and drugs and niggas who take slugs |
| Me and state colder than a bug in a rug |
| The things I do and the things I say |
| Make it hard on me to live another day |