bla5er & blo5k lil a – outside lyrics
loaded up with pointers on my wrist
shinning round the city making juggs yea
we loaded with them pints we drinking good yea
you know the gang with the sh-ts we always outside
we always outside
can’t wait to slide
ain’t no triple cross its gon be a homicide
when them doors go up we call em suicide
breaking down them bells i came from two’s for five’s
we was always outside
front line with them homicides
swear with us its do or die
bout respect we gon open fire
walk up on us put some holes in his attire
leave em burning like a desire
a say a on the gang we go the hardest
yea we go the hardest and that bag we in regardless
yeen gotta worry bout who start it just know we spark it yea
got more drugs than a marching band
got way more sticks than pakistan
its still free gang til they out the can
extorting us can’t be yo plan
might f-ck on her but can’t be her man
i ain’t worried bout sh-t on the motherf-cking land
i don’t want yo money i ain’t shaking yo hand
i don’t do bad vibes is all i’m saying
loaded up with pointers on my wrist
shinning round the city making juggs yea
we loaded with them pints we drinking good yea
you know the gang with the sh-ts we always outside
we always outside
can’t wait to slide
ain’t no triple cross its gon be a homicide
when them doors go up we call em suicide
breaking down them bells i came from two’s for five’s
i came from two’s to five’s
trapping out that motel now its high-rise
everything dropping when we slide
with the same n-ggas from knee high
i’m prayed up no e5
got bla5er with me that’s mob ties
oh you spirit n-gga we g5
you a never know what we go through
and all the sh-t a n-gga been through
i’m buying rollies for the whole crew
talking about it but we showed you
a hold up let me get em
these rap n-ggas i ain’t smelling yea
they really praising n-ggas talent yea
four pointers my bezel yea
got a bad drug dealing habit yea
my favorite room is the kitchen yea
bust some bells down on the floor yea
hustle hard is all we know yea
on ten toes in the trenches yea
glock side never show
that’s on the gang
loaded up with pointers on my wrist
shinning round the city making juggs yea
we loaded with them pints we drinking good yea
you know the gang with the sh-ts we always outside
we always outside
can’t wait to slide
ain’t no triple cross its gon be a homicide
when them doors go up we call em suicide
breaking down them bells i came from two’s for five’s
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