High with tha Blanksta

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DJ Screw & Point Blank - Rap

High with tha Blanksta

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[Intro: Big Moe & Point Blank] Uh Hell yeah Let me hit that Blank (Uh, uh) Here, Moe Deep down South Much love to my niggas in Chi Know what I'm sayin'? That real blowin', big killa (Straight up) Straight like that Screwed Up Click, Wreckless Klan (Yuh, holdin' it down like that) Uh, yeah (Holdin' it down) All that (Uh) (Come get high with the Blanksta) Much work Deep down South (Come get high with the Blanksta) Uh, [?] PSK-13 (Hell yeah) Yeah, man, PSK called me [Verse 1: Point Blank, Big Moe & PSK-13] PSK scooped me up, now it's time to roll Creepin' through South Park on the beamer patrol I got the hoes and the weed, just lost my beeper at the flea Damn, fuck it, I guess none of my hoes won't be pagin' me But it's Friday and I'm tight, tryna find some more drugs (Tryna find some more drugs) Blank, lets paint the town red Man, they be hatin' me at the club But I'ma roll with the click 'Cause they might get in some shit Another night, another fight Especially fuckin' round with Disciples But it's all good, 'cause I'm down for whatever and I mean it To the ones that don't know it, ask the ones that done seen it You respect me, I'ma respect you, that's that, ain't nothin' new Black and reds the set I claim, I even got homies that's down with blue So watch yourself in that zone when its time to get it on The Blanksta in the house, creepin' up on, ah, come up like bone (Gotta make that money, mane) If you wanna get blowed, don't be scared to scream 'Cause everybody in the parkin' lot be askin' me [Chorus] I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please (Uh) Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs We just blowin' big, killa with my niggas Oh yeah, blowin' big, killa with my niggas I wanna get high I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please (Uh) Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs We just blowin' big, killa with my niggas (For the '96, niggas, what's up?) Oh yeah, blowin' big, killa with my niggas (Uh, uh) [Verse 2: Point Blank] After the club, what's to haps? Stop to go and rob the japs Bitches jammed in the car, I even had two hoes on my lap Blowin' big, takin' swigs, drinkin' syrup, smokin' sticks I just hope we don't go to jail for rapin' one of these bitches Lights out, it's quiet now, somebody yelled "Switch" I heard a glass hit the floor, then out screamed a biatch (Ahhh) 38 just couldn't wait They would've locked his ass back up (Uh) (Why you say that, Blank?) Should've seen that head That ho was backed up 'gainst the bed Head bangin' on the wall I'm fried out, jam my Screw tape, sayin' to myself "I'm fuckin all y'all" Everybody naked, walkin', dicks are erected I don't give a fuck what y'all do, just as long as y'all don't break shit [Chorus] I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please (Uh, uh) Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs We just blowin' big, killa with my niggas Oh yeah, blowin' big, killa with my niggas I wanna get high I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please (Uh) Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs We just blowin' big, killa with my niggas Blowin' big, killa with my niggas (Check this out) (Uh) [Verse 3: Point Blank & PSK-13] Just in case you ain't know, I fucked all them stupid hoes Everybody get your clothes, nigga, it's time to hit the door 'Fore I go, I wanna send a shout out to my baby freaks (Hahaha) I'm fuckin' all y'all next week (At the same time) And I promise we gon' hook up 'bout twelve on a PM tip Roll and gettin' fried out, jammin' that "Slipped Into A Coma" Everybody crunk now (Finna throw the mic up again) Oh yeah, especially since I got sounds in the trunk (Ha, it's finna land in my fist again) Now bumpin', everybody jumpin', blowed (Uh) I won't stop, had to cop a squat 'fore the show (Uh, uh) Niggas hatin', they click hatin', we roll in (Never hatin' shit) Knowin' damn well if it go down, aw shit, there they go again [Verse 4: PSK-13 & Point Blank] Drama, niggas, strictly drama, fool, we sippin' on syrup, chyeah, codeine (Uh) Straight blowin' up the scene (Smokin' the killa) It's ya boy 13 (13), screw rolled in stinky green Lets ride, I wanna get high with the Blanksta [Chorus] I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please (Uh, uh) Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs We just blowin' big, killa with my niggas (Uh) Oh yeah, blowin' big, killa with my niggas (Uh) I wanna get high [Outro: Point Blank & DJ Screw] Yo, what up, doe? All you mothafuckas that's dripped out and dipped out Tonical chronic We comin' to the town near you, you know what I'm sayin'? And WK, the whole Screwed Up Click So get that killa, better have yo bitch steady You know what I'm sayin'? Smoke one Shit Smoke one Man, I got a gang of weed, nigga We gone smoke till we fall out, you know what I'm sayin'? Hell yeah, the North Coast G's up, hoes down, representin' the South side of town (The North Coast) Know what I'm sayin'? Deep down South, what you talkin' about (North Coast, come fuck with me) It's goin' down, you know what I'm sayin'? (It's goin' down) Screwed Up Click, Wreckless Klan (It's goin' down) Niggas can't fuck with ya deep down South shit (It's goin' down, it's goin' down, it's goin' down) Elbows, fuckin' hoes, puttin' it down like G's supposed You know what I'm sayin'?

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