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[Hook]
Fuck that
8 doobies to the face
Fuck that
12 bottles in the case
Nigga, fuck that
2 pills and a half, wait
Nigga, fuck that

I'm not quite myself these days
Guess we all come undone
time to time in different ways, well
I have myself to blame
Guess I don't understand I need help in many ways

God's got a plan for me
Well I'm gonna tell you one thing

If u blood thro it up
( 4 x’z)

Bz up cz down,cz up side down, bz up uptown,
Bz up downtown, cz down in btown, bz up in btown, only time I say b down wen they b tryin b down, I rep 1 4 red an I rock btown, RB back streets,stand up and breathe now, so if u blood nigga start throwin them cz down, fuck that, the whole hood start throwin them cz down, start throin them b’z up, thro RB up, back streets till u die, start rollin dat weed up, if u need sum trees that’s wut got re-up, we got no love for ya ass if u throwin them cz up, see around here them cz don’t rock, fuck goin to tha bookin’z, around here the dz git knocked, cz we, Keep them blocks and we pop back cottles, so come to the block an watch a crab git dropped.

If u blood thro it up (8x’z)

[YOUNG MALCOLM]
What's happ'nin' Bloooood?
Oh baby, oh baby
I say
Piruuuu Loooove, baby
Baby
Piruuuu Looooove
Piru Looove

Bz up cz down,cz up side down, bz up uptown,
Bz up downtown, cz down in btown, bz up in btown, only time I say b down wen they b tryin b down, I rep 1 4 red an I rock btown, RB back streets,stand up and breathe now, so if u blood nigga start throwin them cz down, fuck that, the whole hood start throwin them cz down, start throin them b’z up, thro RB up, back streets till u die, start rollin dat weed up, if u need sum trees that’s wut got re-up, we got no love for ya ass if u throwin them cz up, see around here them cz don’t rock, fuck goin to tha bookin’z, around here the dz git knocked, cz we, Keep them blocks and we pop back cottles, so come to the block an watch a crab git dropped.

If u blood thro it up (8x’z)

NigGaz b talkin crazy till u hook off man
I stay wid tha shotgun on me, like a football playa That is so gangsta, wen they wid they crew, I swear a folk by himself wen he took off man..
What? What he gon do? What? What he gon do? Nuttin he frontin until we roll up wid them chevy’s dumpin, im’a pimp nigga, I take the wife from the husband, if u aint knockin u buggin, n suttins gon be wutchu bumpin…uh…