Ar-Ab - Blow 3 lyrics

[Verse: Ar-ab & Dark Lo] [Ar-Ab] Stuck on parole, still gettin' high My man took a headshot, still didn't die [Dark Lo] I'm still in the pa**enger, still .45 I still cause a ma**acre, it's still homicide [Ar-ab] The return of the king, SK on a string [Dark Lo] I'ma shoot first, boy Ron Harvey do his thing [Ar-ab] Man I'm about to quit rapping, set this trap on fire [Dark Lo] I've seen a n***as best friend, get his phone wired [Ar-ab] A pint full of juice, a bag full of pills I just sold a brick, only half of it real [Dark Lo] And n***as wonder why we don't ask for a deal [Ar-Ab] I've seen a crackhouse make half of a mill [Dark Lo] Ice in the cup, pro'ly sippin' dirty Two guns tucked, everything thirty [Ar-Ab] n***a what's beef? [Dark Lo] Beef; when you can't have your kids with you Switching cars everyday, hand on your pistol [Ar-Ab] Nah, beef is when we bump heads Then we shoot out until we're both dead [Dark Lo] That's real sh**! [Ar-Ab] This five hundred judge got a k** switch Everybody got a body who I deal with [Dark Lo] If Ab point you out then I'll shoot you Young k**ers wanna join the team, then I'll recruit you [Ar-Ab] Yeah, then it's blood in and blood out I just took a duffle bag to the plug house [Dark Lo] n***a knocked out, stomped out, drug out Fresh bu*ters, true religion pockets lumped out [Ar-Ab] First shot k**ed him, but I shoot til it's empty Drought time, my man turned a deuce to a Bentley [Dark Lo] I'ma die drinking juice, I'm Pimp C My young'un spits 16 not an MC [Ar-Ab] I'm getting high til I'm senile Pull up, bang on you, no redial [Dark Lo] I just bang off top, no freestyle b**hes see my instagram like; "Please smile" [Ar-Ab] In 09 I was riding in an 09 Make the oils come together like Voltron [Dark Lo] Bunch of k**ers but we come across so calm So cool, so collected til it's go time [Ar-Ab] No deal, drop the hunnid on both wheels Bout to turn the whole brick into Oatmeal [Dark Lo] I'm cooking bricks, who need a fix? Mami chick only call me when she needs some dick [Ar-Ab] I hit I-95 when I need a flip My man robbed the whole city cause he needed it [Dark Lo] Yeah, and I'm riding with him, I'm dying with him It's a price on his head, then we gotta get it [Ar-Ab] Gotta bag the whole brick on one plate I ain't did homework for a month straight [Dark Lo] 60 inch screen watching first take Or I'm trafficking bout to slide to first base [Ar-Ab] My man got life, plus ten years So when he die the n***a still owe ten years [Dark Lo] O ten came home I owe five years Threw the Mac at his dome, he owe five squares [Ar-Ab] I bailed my man out for thirteen robberies Then he came home and caught thirteen bodies [Dark Lo] Make me on sight you, no ifs, thens or prob'lys[?] Free my n***a Will, n***a Murda, cousin Kazi [Ar-Ab] I seen a dope fiend getting high in an alley And then he got clean and made a million of a molly [Dark Lo] I seen a millionaire shoot dope in his vein The Tec holds sixty, don't get caught up in the rain [Ar-Ab] He caught up in his hype, I get him caught up at the light And everything coming out the water when it's right [Dark Lo] The writing on the wall; I'm the n***a you can call For the loud, dope, coke, pills, Lo got it all [Ar-Ab] And I ain't tryna talk if you ain't got it soft You ain't spending a stack then you ain't gotta call [Dark Lo] Man everybody ain't rich, you ain't gotta ball n***as know he a b**h, you ain't gotta fraud [Ar-Ab] Everybody rap. Can't lie, I don't like it [Dark Lo] Everybody strapped, gon' ride, blow your light switch [Ar-Ab] Any type of beef gon' die, I'm a psychic [Dark Lo] Load the drum, 'bout to hit a n***a, I'm excited! [Ar-Ab] They heard I'm getting money so them b**hes tryna trap me I walk around looking mean but my trigger happy [Dark Lo] Your fam got the sad face, funeral, no case Got away, no trace, Guccis on, no lace [Ar-Ab] Straight drop, no bake. Headshot, no face [Dark Lo] f** now, no wait. Got hit, no date