Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blast Off, artist - G. DepAlbum song The Saga Continues..., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
Blast Off |
| Yeah… |
| Yeah, me and my man’s and them |
| We gon' blast off |
| Bad Boy nigga, and we don’t stop |
| Come on to the top, blast off |
| Yeah, yo |
| Aiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps |
| Cracks in they Jeeps, don’t sleep till they 6 feet deep |
| No 'lax' in my tracks they potent |
| Fuck homicide, I’mma ride, keep smokin' |
| I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter |
| Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya |
| When I swerve hit nerves |
| Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve |
| And everybody know what’s golden, matter of fact platinum |
| ?mores trap to mold in? |
| Once I explode and I, burn up the road and |
| Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it’s stolen |
| Understand, the world’s in my hand |
| G. Dep in this scam, no stunt |
| Bitch play the front |
| And I’mma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sac |
| Cause yo, I’m about to blast off — |
| Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what’s the case |
| Aiyyo, I’mma about to blast off |
| Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint |
| Nigga, I’mma blast off |
| Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain’t gon stop yo |
| Nigga, I’mma blast off |
| Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone |
| Yo, yo, uh |
| Who’s a nigga harder than me? |
| On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be |
| Damn, Curry ain’t the shit? |
| Put the name in your mouth |
| Got it different? |
| You ain’t on what you talkin' about |
| Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me |
| I’m feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me |
| Know how to? |
| manhand'? |
| it’s real as it get |
| Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this |
| Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy |
| Gutters of the street where my mind be |
| Play the game, get you a 'zil' |
| Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill |
| Heat, got it with me still |
| Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched |
| Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOW |
| Sure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace |
| Bitch, I’m about to- |
| Blast off, yo I get it poppin' |
| When I rock, yo it’s non-stoppin' |
| Yo, I’m about to blast off |
| See me at the show, when I rock everybody know |
| Aiyyo, I’m about to blast off |
| Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock |
| Aiyyo, I’m about to blast off |
| Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot |
| Aiyyo son, I’m about to blast off, like an astronaut |
| Niggas don’t wanna see a nigga blast the Glock |
| Niggas don’t wanna see a nigga flash the rocks |
| And pop up in the flashy drop — motherfuckers |
| Niggas know me, Loon’s a gunslinger |
| Fuck fightin' a nigga, I’m usin' one finger |
| Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger' |
| Some niggas get shot, live and become singers |
| Expect to die, I’d rather sit in a chair, electrified |
| Than to stand here and testify |
| But, other than that though, we never get caught |
| We George Jefferson walk out of federal court |
| We gettin' bread in New York, ain’t better the sport |
| So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support |
| But, I think it’s best you go 'head and just walk |
| Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse |
| Yo, I’m about to- |
| Blast off- |
| Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what’s the case |
| Aiyyo, I’mma about to blast off |
| Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint |
| Nigga, I’mma blast off |
| Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain’t gon stop yo |
| Nigga, I’mma blast off |
| Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone |