Young Blaze: I was told that Twista heard this right and his like his his exact words was I think I got some competition Young Blaze: ima kick that
fool with this I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it [Chorus - 2x] [Young Blaze] Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix You
wave Give the drummer some I already gave the summer some It's the winter's turn, Hovi Hov is the coldest I'm just gettin' better with time I'm like Opus One Young
and i) Just you and I, Just you and i, Just you and I. [Ricky Blaze:] Baby girl, you can tell your friends about us. No other girl, whats love dont bond
ass out Now a nigga holdin' several money market accounts Blaze the street, and then I would just like to announce Feelin' my groove, my jigga jigga makin' you bounce Others
's thunder in the sky And a killer's on the bloodshot streets Oh and down in the tunnel Where the deadly are rising Oh I swear I saw a young boy Down
Dead In A Hospital Bed. Now Help Me To Talk About A Very Special Young Girl Who's Life Have Just Been Taken Away And I've Grown To Realize Apprieciate Each Other
Yeah! Its young Khalifa man, Currensy the hot spitta look in the mirror man ask yourself one thing hahahaha How Fly yeahhh (Wiz Khalifa) Foot on the
, they gone be sleep slash deceased In deni slash ial slash slash title Slash on fire, I'll blaze like a lighter [Trizi] I'm a block slash burner trill real youngster
up a son From the day he was one Til' he twenty, and he raise up a gun Get the blazin, fore the blaze of the sun Smoke bracin' his lung Young in his
m bird eye viewing it right now Out there out the motherfucking window) You got the strong scoopers out there? (Word, five book store buses out front All them young
Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley Stupid as a young
the other week Now we got him in a smash, blast How long will it last 'til the po' gettin mo' cash Until then, raise up Tell my young black males, blaze
, 5, 6, dick em' Down wit' no rounds left up in the pound when the sounds (Here we go) Squeeze the lead off, I blow his mutha fuckin' head off Signal all the other
related killin' spree Larceny, bent on the marijuana trees Murder contracts, collectin' C note stacks, I react And push the niggaz shit back I never new this young
self is out for some dough But ya already know, if you got big pelotas Anybody now a days, might be the chotas A young Baby Beesh, he don't fuck with
up on me I told 'em this would be a one time dance Meaning one time chance after I said that, oh That's when he got close to me All the other music
