Hi all
first i want to say that i have searched for the lyrics of this song but i haven't found it so i typed it by my self it took from me more than 3 hours. thank you.

The Lyrics:
*****z driven around with their tanks in their shotgun
{Chorus}Blasten (puff)
*****z driven around with their tanks in their shotgun
Tho tho tho the only way im quitin if you *****es let me deal Blasten (puff)
*****z driven around with their tanks in their shotgun (what y'sain ***** what the **** y'know bout me)
Screams of the romy give me childs as i pop one like
Left that boy let'em ran
Why Levin ain there
Cause he ran
Any sayin'
Take this bread
Make us bread
Break it up and ***** don't be scared
I was only there for beer
I begin to see that he was ****in' round(puff)
With the faits
Loc that game will get inside'em
real ride'em and have a snitch and ey get'em real **** about'em
names get called and consaladaved to 44
they sayin he is singin' like a bird left everybody go
kiss is over mow paint but low key
and mister G's that been ****in' up the gang bang
we all got one ***** nap one ***** pop one got a shotgun ***** drop one
you see me y have snoopy hoodiny
make'em make us dees of deal then pop in back in black genies
to me i can save him but keep that on the loc
load it up and we already for
and we already know

{Chorus}

I Set the stage turn the page crap the gas should be quick
It's he five to survive doggy on some other ****
Daddy won't think he can't yea he will
Daddy mon rap the side nine o'five pop a ***** and let'em know
Don't get caught keep it G keep it thang on my side
Where the sec holy shoe why they walk why they ride
Daddy talk and he won you ain know?ain know
Better better better better say say it let;em know
I said he won't can't keep up
Low key got call strow
Many time me on my we count just let it go
ey what you thinking for
ey what you think he said
Everybody in and outta LA
We got *****s getting chissa
And rats on the pleasas
And plus we got a deal with this cooked *** kizzaz
Oh no the screams of the mother crack
And plays and flames and sings of a homicide

{Chorus}

My berry first trap was a ****ing deuce deuce
In the hood late night like I had some juice
But graduate it to a thrity gay now I'm hard
Crack this my ain my up in the back door
Had the flash on fools at school with he (yeah)
Oh I got my mother****in name on the streets
But now a ***** with straight banging
I hunt your fifty nice dreams that’s why am hangin
3-80 in the stash spot that's not illegal
Now roll'em with the kiss that was so illegal
But *****z will die and so so **** that
The enemy got one and get your gatt
now was nines and AK's
And all kind of shields where I dig body lay (yeah)
But never take it as a drip
2-8 indoor carry heat ***** you beat

{Chorus}+Blasten blasten blasten

i hope you all enjoy thank you

your friend josh from Germany.