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Gangsta Boo

Genres: Hip-Hop

Da Blow Lyrics - Gangsta Boo

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

Da blow, da blow, da blow 

 

Da dro, da perps, da ounce, get pushed 

Get back, no halfs, no wedge will give ya hash 

I'll join ya 2, but do ya niggas smoke a blunt of this 

You wanna smoke wit me, don't bring no bullshit 

Da blue, thumpin', white spinners, tha green nickles 

That red superman, that peach butter fire, that white Rolex 

You'll have them hoes hotter than a box of stolen checks 

The snow, the white, in Miami get crunk 

 

When I see 'em in tha club, they be sniffin' up that skunk 

Homie 1 gee ya right, gimmie 1G o' white 

Gimmie 2 G o' white, gimmie 3 G o' white 

A eight ball for the night, if you wanna get cha lean on 

There's nothin' but that yella, I done heard down in Texas 

Them niggas got whateva, bottle of that moon 

Gally, gally of that henna, mix it wit that crunk 

(Hennessy) 

Juice, we'll have a nigga spinnin' like that 

 

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

Da blow, da blow, da blow 

 

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

Da blow, da blow, da blow 

 

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

Da blow, da blow, da blow 

 

Yeah, I got that weed for the low 

Those pills for tha low, that blow for tha low 

Young nigga you ain't know when I ride I roll high, man 

An' I ain't tellin' no lie, when this shit get in my brain 

I drip the grain and fly by, say dawg, you got that good 

Up in tha hood we callin' mint 

 

Right another thing we do is blow call, it blew 

We blow callin' cocaine, fuck head nah nigga 

I've been on that bang, bang hard bouncin' front to back 

Watch me change the lane, lane 

'Cuz don't be talkin' that shit, the shit that I get 

You bitches can't get from Memphis to the A 

The north and the south is on the ground 

 

The under, underground, ground smoked out fulla green 

Fuck what cha heard, bitch, yeah, I'm back up on tha scene 

If you wanna get high you should fuck wit Gangsta Boo 

I be turnin' niggas out, watch how fast I turn you 

Into a smoked out, loaked out 

Freaky motherfucker on that exed out 

Passed out while I pout another on da 

 

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

Da blow, da blow, da blow 

 

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

Da blow, da blow 

Da blow, da blow, da blow 

 

I been gettin' in that work, I got pounds on this perc 

I'm a pimp, bitch, fuck you pull up your own skirt, skirt 

We don't give a fuck, 26's on the truck 

Fuck around till you show up, we gon tear this bitch up 

I got X, I got weed, I got anything you need 

When you see me in tha street just holla at me 

Through a dolla at me, bitch, smile at me 

This ya nigga lil bo from tha E.S.P 

(Big Sam) 

 

See nigga I smoke everyday, I'm 'bout to light up sum hay 

I got that shit that will put your mind up in the day 

But I don't fuck wit tha blow, but I fuck wit sum hoes 

That be freaky, X outta control 

I remember back in tha day wit aches in bones 

When nigga was ridin' in the city truck just to get to the dough 

But we the best in this town, we'll settle ya down 

Nigga was slangnin' bitches down, 20 kilos a pound 

 

Da blow, da pills 

Da yak, da herb 

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Da yak, da herb 

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