Blast Tha Crowd

Tha Playah

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Got my weight up-what-straight up (x?)
Tell you straight up
Got my weight up-what-straight up (x?)
I tell you straight up
Got my weight up

Bless the-bless the crowd
With some real master cuts, bitch

Got my weight up-what-straight up (x?)
Bless the-bless the crowd
With some real master cuts, bitch

Yo!

Got my weight up-what-straight up (x?)
Yo!

Got-got-got-got
Tell you straight up
Bless the-bless the crowd
With some real master cuts, bitch

Bless the-bless the crowd with some real masteer

Your gimmick is now to sit down and shut it
When I spit something with your chick on my nuggets
Answer y'all with your mothers! I ain't wastin' no time
You can beef with the boys I got women to wine
But I ain't spendin' a dime
I ain't standin' in line
You the babblin' kind
While I'm handlin' mine
Yo I spit it this time ain't no roadblock strong enough
You and your crew is fallin' off when we're formin' up bitch

But we say fuck that
But we say fuck y'all
But we say fuck that, fuck y'all
Fuck that, fuck y'all
Fuck that, fuck y'all
But as we saiid: Fuck Y'All!

Got my weight up-what-straight up (x?)
Tell you straight up
Got my weight up-what-straight up (x?)
Bless the-bless the crowd
With some real master cuts, bitch

Yo!