lirik lagu blackout - knappy headed hustler
[chorus: guice]
look~look~lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
[verse 1: guice]
cognac in my cup, mic in my hand, blowin’ out indo smoke
p~i~m~p~i~n~g from the eastside, snubnoze ain’t no joke
step into my world, open your ears, bumpin’ them blackout tracks
clouds of smoke chase my bodily form as i sit back and relax
deep in my brain lyrics they form like an embryo, busters prepare for the burst
when i release, duck and leave, finna might send player haters six feet to the dirt
trapped at the neighborhood, watchin’ these fiends give up their life for that dope
eastside tramps givin’ up p~ssy for free when they need to be chargin’ them folks
’96 folks, turn slow on my chevrolet when i take a joyride through your hood
six~by~nines, bumpin’ that snubnoze flavor, comin’ from the hikin’ woods
street life in my veins blowin’ through my body, what shall i do?
visions of dead presidents by the stacks is all i see, but i gotta stay true
true to the game, separate boys from the men is a journey on the road to the riches
but i won’t switch, hustle untii i die, and if i get caught i won’t snitch
watchin’ you shake, watchin’ you shiver as i deliver like federal express
bulletproof vest over my chest, land in my nest and get pimpin’ to test
[chorus: guice]
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
[verse 2: guice]
pop the top from the cognac once more, motherf~ckers know that i stay buster~free
knappy headed n~gga with another blunt, finna fire it up for the n~ggas that’s down with me
hopped in the ‘6~4 chevrolet, every day, deez on the crips, so i’m ridin’ on huzz
can’t get jacked in the drop season, so i looked broke and don’t front like i’m slangin’ fat dubs
winter time ’95, at your motherf~ckin’ ass, then i put the deez on the four, once more
fresh candy paint, gold trimmed, three~fifty~tight~five, n~ggas deep when i’m ridin’ at hoes
bumpin’ dreamworld by my n~gga black, got a fat sack of some light~green, fill and roll the blunt
took a shotgun and i’m swervin’ and then curvin’, n~ggas fillin’ them twelves in the trunk
n~ggas got beef with my clique ’cause n~ggas on the eastside finna take over this sh~t
death to the busters, infrared beam to your dome when you f~ckin’ with snubnoze, biatch
broke motherf~ckers step back ’cause broke motherf~ckers ain’t takin’ up nothin’ but sp~ce
how the f~ck you gonna diss the pimp stackin’ dollar chips with the infrared dot pointed to your face?
when i hit the swisher sweet, feel the beat of the syko soundz in your town when i roll on your set
gotta give it up to the n~ggas that’s down with the clique ’cause the rest of y’all n~ggas ain’t sh~t
[chorus: guice]
look~lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
[verse 3: guice]
watch them crackheads smoke ounces of dope, talkin’ ’bout white cocaine
do you slang? do you bang? visions of death inside your brain
will you remain true to the game? keep it as real as you possibly can
never forget where you come from, never forget them n~ggas who made you a man
take a good look at your clique, is them n~ggas real or are they fake?
if you get caught up will these n~ggas help you out or will they break?
for heavens sake, make no mistake, you can’t survive with a clique full of busters
pimps and hustlers formin’ custers, takin’ out any fake motherf~ckers
never trust a b~tch or a ho that you don’t know, yeah, she might set you up
give you the p~ssy to sn~tch you up, then have her homeboys to wet you up
take your cup, fill it with cognac, buy you a twenty sack
just relax, knappiest knappy headed n~gga flow like a pro on the track
syko soundz shakin’ your trunk, ain’t no busters, ain’t no punks
in this clique, sh~t’s so thick, pounds of buds, and boxes of blunts
what more could you want? step in with my n~ggas from the clouds of smoke
mayz road n~ggas ain’t no joke, eastside fool, that’s all we brought
[chorus: guice]
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’~lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~n, k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
look~lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
k~k~n~a, double p~y headed hustler from around the way
lookin’ in the mirror at myself, what do i see?
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