Blow My Mind

Lyrics

[Chorus] Bl-blow my mind with that motherfuckin' dope, fool Bl-blow my mind, stayin' high on that dope, fool [Verse 1: Mac Ced] Mackin' Ced, turn up dead, no, I'm not a rapper, ho All about my hustle, if it's showin' love and stackin' dough Playa Fly, S.P.V., Gaither Street backin' me Automatics gon' attack if you 'causin' anna' G [Verse 2: Criminal Manne] It's that nigga Criminal Manne, from the Mound, that's who I be Playa Posse in this bitch, Orange Mound Click with K.C.G I'm straight from the bottom tryna reach the top My best friend is my Glock, it's understood in your hood, I can hang and sell my rock Don't try to down me, you better crown me I'm friendly but nigga, ??? 17 shot Glock cocked, I'm ready to pop On you playa hatin' bitches You get evicted Off the premises of this Mista Manne 6"3 full of damn P Talkin' 'bout your peace and it's a damn shame But you bustas snitched to the cops X to the head, as I pass and flex Do I beep Slim with the gold grill ?? and watch you sinners just flodge Through yo brain 'cause I'm the Manne Nigga I don't fuck with yo kind But tell me if you can Glock cocked ??? [Verse 3: Lil Slim] So inked in a daze Slim might be relaxed with Mary-Jane Miss thang, keeps me going Through the good times and the pain No complaints, is what you give And what I like, Fly I'm so high Once again, doves in flight Doin' whatever I wanna do Beat my groove, slow tempo move 'cause some playas makin' moves To the D-O-P-E And while we at it Posse Mix this time with 'Ze And get crunk up for the morning Brain-dank, anythang Slay the hay for keeping me And my niggas on the hustle 'way from haters downing D Bitch! What more can I like say Yours truly but anyway Indo it Blows Slim Mind Mitchell Heights deep! [Verse 4: Mr. Boo] Mr Boo, Playa Fly Nigga like me stayin' high On the track slangin' crack 'cause Lil B he got my back Strapped with that .9 SPL is behind, catch up with yo kind Hollow-P gon' leave you suckas blind With that bloody .9 In the street as I creep With some nuts and some guts Walkin' down the blade Nigga askin' me "What's Up?" With that bud, it's much love For you thugs, fuck you scrubs Ana' in the Mr. Boo Smoke one with my nigga Chugg Ain't no thang blazing man Only catchin' buckshots man I'm too young to jealous So i'm chiefin' where I buck n' swang Props to my roadie Fly SPL we stayin' high SPV all up in me I'm down 'til I fuckin' die [Verse 5] Fuck that shit I'm in this bitch Stayin' down 'til I make it rich Cliqued up with them niggas That squeeze triggers and don't bar no bitch Hustlin' all a playa know Chokin' green and sweatin' ho Niggas from the O, that just know That they got to go Blow my Mind all the time Stayin' down or super high Bad bitch I'm gon' find we 'cause that stress weed man we pass it by Who got dope Playa Fly? (Fly don't know let's check to see) Let that Chevy dip for them strips '95 Capris, pull up on the track For a sack, this weed blow you G Either time of day, I must say Don't forget that P Even though, in this rhyme Psycho weeds done Blown my Mind Off this weed, I must be Of a Southern playa kind [Verse 6] Onomatopoeia, metaphor or simile High as hell, catch the smell Tell me what is wrong with me? Look into my eyes, no surprise It's the B-U-D 'Cause Mista get crunk off that drank Lemons make me stang SPV I thank Ballin' through the floor 'Cause I don't feel no more Like the common Colt 40s Addiction ain't no cure for the pure And we trippin', that's for sure For sure [Verse 7: Blackout] Bitch, on the edge, that's how I'm livin' I'm stayin' down, on top of my game 24/7, everytime I shoot, hit the ground After in Heaven, when I'm dead And it's the pure to me Balling all night, late night It's Whateva bitch on my CDs Up the M, when I make the paper Mane that's all I know, big bankrolls Check yo ho, 'cause she on the fuckin' flo' Pass that dope round click The deep, how you know it goes Sleepless nights on my tone Stout Posse on the road Hustle as I muscle 'til I'm dead In the fuckin' dirt Haters back up off me 'fo you get yo goddamn feelings hurt 'Bout that shit Blackout bitch Fly, what's up with them niggas my nig? Pistol grippin' by night And wrecking shit Blow Yo Mind [Verse 8: Mac Ded?] Ho, you think I'm rolling clean? It's that nigga Ded When I feel my left-right with that muscle And my brother Ced Pede with that shit, mane you bitch Yes we in this ho Hangin' with my niggas out all night Yeah they on this snow Blowin' on that dank, plus the drank Full of Hennessey My Glock is on my side Bumpin', thumpin' Back before the morn' The smell of dough it let me know It's damn near 'bout the break of day I'm calling up my Moms, thank Allah, but no time to pray Stayin' on that dope I couldn't choke From the indo smoke Back up on the track I got the stacks and the ??? I hope that you can feel me This shit is 'bout to kill me It's time to Blow My Mind Reminiscing 'bout my nigga G [Verse 9: Lil Boo] Playa type my role-model Sippin' on that holy water Smoking green, looking mean Bustas tryna take my dollar Playa Boo was in a daze B.A.T. is where I stay Smoking heavy green on the scene Stayin' so amazed Playing with you bustas, playa-suckas Can't hang with me I don't give a fuck if you hoes Try to down me Rising from the living dead Smoking, toasting, roasting hoes Blowing P up through my nose This is how the story goes Break it down like the sound Break the seal on the Crown Smokin' mega blunts, super crunk Time to sit it down Smokin' on that chron, playa Mon Now it's yo time Rolling, chiefing hay Past a sign Saying "Blow My Mind" [Hook] [Verse 10: M.O.N] M.O.N, I.B.N In the wind, on this smoke Jooking while you looking And you bitches hated 'bout this dope Smokin' chiefin' dope and weed We roll on these natural seeds Twist the head like Playa Fly Pass the dope to me Steppin' in yo ass, bustin' cash And you know it's gone Straight to the B-U-D Mane 'cause you know it's on Cutting on a playa song Make me what I am today Just another playa kickin' shit On the playa stage Look at that I'm on that hay Wake and shake with natural high All my niggas drop like jock With dope we smoke it on the side Kicking in a battle cry 'cause I'm high and tripping so Time to Blow My Mind All the time while we at the sto' [Verse 11: Icy-K] In the eyes of the fiend, I will be a playa 'till I die What I'm thinking Budweiser drinking, riding with Playa Fly Fly got blunts and he so crunk And I'm so drunk my mind is black Pile smoke with so much dope I'm high off of contact The cash I remain, it's me It's time for smoking B-U-D I'm downing 'Vossi with no chase And sip Budweiser by the case So pass it quick, don't slob or spit it And bustas don't babysit You dip with no dough on this You best to give K a hit This ain't Trick-Or-Treat Laying game is what a playa peep Cold Coors is what I keep And drink it 'til I fall asleep Waking and I'm hanging-over Head banging, another day Hit the crib, take a swig Now the pain has gone away That's the way this playa play On that Hutch and on that Gaye On that P is how I be The G-O-D and K away Other than that I'm gettin' it on In my home where playas roam Just Awaken Shaken and you know That my Mind is Blown [Verse 12: Gangsta Blac] ??? for the night Smokin', chokin' yeah thats right Playa-Playa motivator Still it's on roadie Ty 2 blunts in here, pass it nigga Ain't no fuckin' clutching nigga If you do you might be fuckin' up For another nigga Ain't no fuckin' bustin' sides Happen when you jump inside I'm the roughest-toughest Full of that stuff-est on the inner-side Smoke one with my padres Hanging from the other day ??? Who bump with me 'til we pass away Holy Water, numero uno Stop yo dissing, you will soon no Ain't no talkin' 'bout my high My high it got me talkin' Indo seeking marijuana stalk Brazen to the Swisha Sweets ??? out to hoes and the ??? 'Cause it's on, body numb Mix it, she's a bad bitch Drank as that B-Boy hit Sippin' with my brother Slick All my niggas smokin' dope And though it's on I'll see you later Playa-haters can not fade us Blazin' for you aggrevators [Verse 13: Lil E] They call me a cloud of smoke They want me a walking dope Nigga killer, demon spiller Southern Playalistic Funk Back about my style-a On the careful side of being broke Only I be standing, feeling angry When no-one is woke My mind is a paradise Come and take a trip with me Blow for the snow Full of thoughts of my enemy Twist the paper, grab a blunt Killer say, get some funk Playa Posse niggas bump Bing-a-Hampton gettin' it crunk Even if you did not know Playa Eric in the do' Down with Fly and SPV MHV, NAPtown ho! Protection is there though the 9 Shut the fuck up with yo kind Playa E, BBB Busta I just Blowed yo Mind [Versr 14: D.A.V.] Walking 'til I'm stopping while we blazing up hay 'Cause it's the D-A to the S-P to the V 'til I lay It's time to get it crunk So bring the funk Or fifth of some 'Yak This playa shit about to start And you don't wanna relax I just attack on funky tracks That playa Blackout produced And if we put you on the spot mane We ain't calling no crew So what you do before you know We back up in here for mo' It ain't no time for no reactions Now just feel the K.O But if you missed it Then you twisted, in the mind I must say You got yo anger in a tangle Mixed before you best pray But it's too late 'cause D.A.V and SPV penetrate Straight though you with it ?? busta Flodging, pinching my hay But yes you did The city street is stayin' hot after day 'Cause South Park Click is in this bitch And blazing bl-iz-unts today We full of cone and marijuana ??? I'm on a mission for a Swisha Tr-iz-ick get out my way [Verse 15: Lil Dirty] On the way to Hamp And as I ride up on a cloud of smoke Every single d-iz-ay Staying h-iz-igh 'til Lil Dirty croak Blow My Mind and with this smoke South Park keep Lil Dirty dey D-Man got that Bonneville Full of men in black on blades Playa Fly he keep me straight What's up to the D.A.V? D.U.D is in this bitch And bustas best stay far from me I'm clickin' off this chicken On a mission for my paper-chase To you lemons acting fake That's the way we wake and shake Bumpin' while you jumpin' And you niggas diggin' Dirty's flow Tony Bone blow that gun Mega blaze it for a ho Sippin' while you slippin' Smokin' dope and ana' feelin' fine Hay I'm smoking all the time Blowing on Lil Dirty's Mind [Verse 16: Killa Murphy] I keep a spliff of Indonesia Wicked creeping through my mind From the morning, 'til I lay down Youngen Murphy staying high I can't focus if I'm sober Cloud 9 stay beneath me My Glock and clip beside me And bustas and bitches behind me Mad niggas show me love From Lil Dirty to SPV The KCG and OMP I sit firing many blunts I got Indian in my veins Cloudy brain, ho don't play And I guess though my test Drop that shit and pass the hay I blaze Swishas, Tops, Zags Ho whatever talk to my dank and I blow a spliff to catch up With yo kind, my nuts swanging Ain't no boy aiming joy With me bitch and I pass I claim solo but I came With an army for yo bitch-ass My minds on my money Ho the splurge is put on hold P and Weed keep me ten-toes down Baby just roll Dranking Remy, bumpin' pimpin' Chiefin' blunts, filling my mind Now it's when you creep through bitches Fly done blew Killa Murphy's mind [Verse 17: Big O] Sleepin' full of weed ho Dreaming of a 'caine drain Weed and Caucasian got my mind Ready to blow mane Who I be? Big O see, quickly grab a Swisha Sweet Slowly place it in the air Cloud Nine I will soon to be Mary-Jane, spit some game Got a playa chiefing high Shotguns through my nose Bumpin' crush, man I can't deny Playa Posse in this world Striving for them dividends BBB so cool with me Love is just what Big O give Every day, chill with Bay Lil E and he want that lay Fire this Coupe to SK And then we really catch you lame Bustas down, Psycho Sounds Posse and Fly, locking it down Mane you niggas cannot lie Playa Posse Blows yo Mind [Verse 18: Playa Fly] ??- my brain with a fist full if ganja mane Who be high as the Playa Fly? Drank and dank and what have you gang Choking chest is full of pain Tryin' to smoke befo' I croak Bet this, Fl-iz-y will blow my mind Everytime I smoke the dope Greener than the Gumby Is the onion that sit next to me Blunts that put me under But stay Fl-iz-y to the onion weed Holy Dope I'm smoking It's the motion, bad bitch is the least Mega blunts I'm choking And I'm marching on a masterpiece Lay back on that paper-chase Blowing hay with no time to wait Mane it's blowed through that playa mode Matter of fact this is everyday Fly do things the Playa's Way Tear a Dollar to lace my mud-smokin' money Then 'pon me ??? ?? my instinct funny Even this, the dirty chrome Once again then I'm headin' home Once the pot get the blowin' right Chicken stickin' and playa domes Bumpin' thumping, Onion zombie Grumpy, what Fly do without Jumpin' pumpin', pimpin' in the trunk From the smokin' sound I.B.N be bumpin' out Smokin' sticks of luxury Filled to rim with ganja Mix the blunts up Twist it perfectly O.M.P, S.P.V D.A.V, D.U.D M.H.V, Click Tony B Blow Yo Mind with me Mind with me