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 passenger, still .45
I still cause a massacre, 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*ggas 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*ggas 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*gga 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*t!

[Ar-Ab]
This five hundred judge got a kill switch
Everybody got a body who I deal with

[Dark Lo]
If Ab point you out then I'll shoot you
Young killers 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*gga knocked out, stomped out, drug out
Fresh butters, true religion pockets lumped out

[Ar-Ab]
First shot killed 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*tches 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 killers 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 di*k

[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*gga 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*gga Will, n*gga 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*gga 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*ggas know he a b*tch, 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*gga, I'm excited!

[Ar-Ab]
They heard I'm getting money so them b*tches 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*ck now, no wait. Got hit, no date