lirik lagu dj paul & mcwicked - blast yo ass
[intro: ?]
’cause i’m the type of brother who will blast your ass
check the trigger, bullet smacked, then you temper
’cause i’m the type of brother who will blast your ass
check the trigger, bullet smacked, then you temper
’cause i’m the type of brother who will blast your ass
check the trigger, bullet smacked, then you temper
’cause i’m the type of brother who will blast your ass
check the triggеr, bullet smacked, then you tеmper
[verse 1: dj paul]
lookin’ through the murder weapons, scopin’ out the scenery
i think that it’s time for me to make a sucker history
punks claimin’ that they hard, always tryna g~ngb~ng
yeah this is dj paul, number 12
but i don’t give a f~ck, mane, ’cause i’m quick to shoot that thing
trick, when i crank up, what the f~ck you gonna do
run and tell your master, run and tell your whole crew
hoe ass n~gga with a plastic full of punk
bring it on, they try to jump, they still got their ass dumped
i shot~, i shot ’em up, i made that n~gga sorry
that he ever crossed my path, plus i put some in his ass
boom, boom, boom, twelve~gauge to the chest
now that n~gga’s dead and he’s sleepin’ in them deep crests
[interlude: ?]
[?] recordin’ a crossfires like that
don’t [?] on me
you come talkin’ the trash, we’ll pull your card
and if a sucker talks sh~t, i give him a (pow)
8~
[verse 2: dj paul]
now it’s time to get, with my motherf~ckin’ rope dogs
posse up, poppin’ the trunk, hunt them down, f~ck ’em up
we been just a name of the gang, when they f~ck with me
caught ’em slippin’ in the street, hung his ass from a tree
dead as i’m goin’ off, n~gga never know what’s happenin’
‘caught ’em off guard, once again, grab my nine and quick to cappin’
trick, motherf~cker get your punk ass on my nuts
shot his ass down to the ground, that motherf~cker made me clown
now i’m on a humper, runnin’ from the police
can’t you see they can’t catch me, project born from tennessee
what’s up, motherf~ckers, you get [?], or what?
talkin’ all that bullsh~t, but trick can you pack it up
i’m hurtin’ to jell it, so you strip and pullin’ up the douce
you think you can handle me, but i got surprise for you
d~cksucker like you, and put your punk ass in the [?]
squeezin’ and squeezin’, until your [?] red thing
suckers that’s talkin’ sh~t, i’ma shoot your ass in the chest
dime after f~ckin’ dime, sleep in the deep crests
[interlude: ?]
[?]
[outro: mc wicked]
yeah, this is mc wicked, comin’ straight out of ridgegrove
i like to send this sh~t out, to my n~ggas skinny pimp, dj paul, homicyde, juicy j, n~gga nine, and all my n~ggas in [?]
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