were blunt - your cunts were blunt - your cunts were blunt - your cunts were blunt we we are blunt were proud and were punk from england and now that we are
Everybody raised on 4 wings and beef fried rice Them mothers are getting younger today Got one by the hand, one in the stroller and one on the way We don't have role models But we
chest? Do [? ] still rape baby girls without breasts? How are moms, are they still screaming "put away the arms"? And against the dispossession of their family-owned farms How are
She Bubbalin We fuckin Then you cuttalin Like baby where da fuck ya been? Don't wanna tell you she in love with him So! So! we, ain't sayin nothing
the high life! Fly clothes good liquor good weed Fine hoes all the things I'm a need We make these ladies pants wet when we grab the mic And we gonna
off try to catch my breath Couple more bars couple seconds left Killin' em softly takin' extra steps They never guessed I be murderin' and blessin' Ight the first done but before we start the second We
are my highest light, "These memories keepin' me high", But let's get back to the good ones, We was just chasin' some women, Runnin' the game before we
cup And let's smoke another blunt We ain't stoppin never stoppin I wanna party let's get drunk I'm gonna grab another cup And let's smoke another blunt We
cup and let's smoke another blunt we ain't stoppin never stoppin I wanna party let's get drunk I'm gonna grab another cup and let's smoke another blunt we
see is suicide receiving me by my tec9 Although my tattoo reads 'no more pain' Lately I feel the needle hit me up in vein Most of my real niggas are dead
gon mind Everyone of us diaomoned down, bet you all them hoes gon shine We living lovely sipping Bubbly, all the cars are foreign Ain't no jackers we barring, cause we
and smoking Up in the turning lane, with the doors wide open We serious bout our habits, we never be choking Catch us chain smoking, and violently choking Why don't you wanna light up the blunt
But I looked the devil in his eye, thinking the song I'm a survivor Things ain't what they seem my yellows are green People are demons, demons are people
the spliff, three margaritas my seAnorita's full of tequila tryna reach us but we at the bar drinkin free beer and eatin peanuts dank supply lookin mighty low we
to roll you right Like a dodgy blunt (ho) ? pick'in thrown off the side [Chorus:] To all my hustla niggas Ball-N (ball-n) To all you bitch ass niggas we
your the first muthafucka to jump To the trunk when it's time for fun Little trick ass punk Thug muthafuckas don't die we get high and we multiply Muthafuckaa
'ma hang out but never stay Smoke blunts but leave them stunts up to Super Dave I'll be your nigga, as long as we can understand that I's the nigga
for the day they finally freed me I got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride (every time we ride) Hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we
