| Damn, this is a Mike Almighty production
|
| Yeah, yeah, yeah
|
| Ayy, Huncho, Lingo, yeah, yeah
|
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
|
| Yeah yeah
|
| Yeah yeah
|
| Yeah
|
| Stick in the back and you know it’s gonna split you
|
| That’s your girl right there, aight bet, I’m finna hit her
|
| You saying that ain’t fair, we don’t care, finna dismiss 'em
|
| If it ain’t about money, I’m gonna dismiss you
|
| Mind your damn business, if you don’t won’t no problem nigga
|
| I want the money, fuck the fame, I see the bigger picture
|
| Greedy, jealousness, money change people, that is the issue
|
| But if you change on me, Glock nine gonna blow like a whistle
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, blow like a whistle
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, Glock nine bullet hit you, hit you
|
| You not smart nor hard, taking pictures with that pistol
|
| My squad been too ready to eat 'em up, let me grab my utensils
|
| Diamonds over here got me sneezing
|
| Let me grab the hundred for the tissue
|
| Get the money what’s the issue, nigga talking crazy gotta handle it
|
| I thought you weren’t here for that, young nigga listen up
|
| These niggas faking, perpetrating, hating because they can’t make what you
|
| making so add it up
|
| If they don’t respect it, gotta get hectic
|
| On these folks, you know that you gotta go turn it up
|
| Got the chopper on me and it’s burning like it’s Usher in the trunk
|
| Muzzle hot, heating it up
|
| Got your girl in the back beating it up
|
| One thing about me I don’t give a fuck
|
| Walking around with the Glock
|
| They never gonna find it because Lingo keeping it tucked
|
| Never showed that I’m weak always keeping it tough
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, blow like a whistle
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, Glock nine bullet hit you
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, leaving no witness
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, handle my business
|
| Blow like a whistle
|
| Shooting out the Jag with the missile
|
| Your bitch gon' fuck, young nigga don’t even kiss her
|
| Break down M’s, step on the work no Timbs (step up, work)
|
| Jump out the gym, lifestyle play like the Sims
|
| Pull up on Lingo, break it down, break it down reload
|
| Stand at the line like a free throw
|
| Hit a pot with my left elbow
|
| Inside of the cup like Jello
|
| Seventeen five, Shawty L-O (RIP)
|
| Your bitch wanna stroke my cello
|
| White coupe, skrt, marshmallow
|
| Fuck with my nephew nigga, all it’s gon' take is a whistle
|
| Back of the milk carton missing, we ain’t going for the sneak dissing
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, Glock nine bullet hit you
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, blow like a whistle, bye
|
| Mind your damn business, if you don’t won’t no problem nigga
|
| I want the money, fuck the fame, I see the bigger picture
|
| Greedy, jealousness, money change people, that is the issue
|
| But if you change on me, Glock nine gonna blow like a whistle
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, blow like a whistle
|
| Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo, Glock nine bullet hit you, hit you
|
| You not smart nor hard, taking pictures with that pistol
|
| My squad been too ready to eat 'em up, let me grab my utensils |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blow Like A Whistle , by - Quality Control. Song from the album Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп