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5th Ward Boyz - Blood, Sweat & Glory lyrics
(Verse 1) A backstreet killer a 5th ward assassin So raise the fuck up muthafucka when I'm blastin My buckshot: buck*buck*buck buck 'em down till they blood shed And it ain't stoppin till the muthafuckas lay dead Too many punk-ass niggas try to house on me And put the chrome to my dome and try to gaffle me It's Ninety-3 and I ain't goin out like that I flex vest and pull a strap with a phat Gat Cause in the game good game pigs sew game No money no power no glory MUTHAFUCK pain! It's blood sweat and murder just to come on top If you don't get then you stuck so you're gettin got It takes a stroll with the devil down the Glock road You're gettin fucked when that Gauge droppin heavy load I blast wicked so I'm goin out like a champ FUCK the county FUCK the pen and FUCK a boot-camp I'm down to die and down to kill for my own shit And break-a-hat to a busta-ass punk bitch I stand stroll cause the Circle is my back bowl And peel your cap bitch has stranded in the killin zone So what the fuck you gonna do cause I ain't worryin Yeah, I work hard for my bitch Blood, Sweat & Glory (Verse 2) Comin up in 19-93 You bunch of muthafuckas die And yo, I asked why be-a-bein blazed to that hella fry Flicks like a muthafucka rippin and wreckin up shit Ghetto ways nigga from the 5th comin up quick Runnin from that heroine Money from that black [?] [not sure what's said] fiends bumpin hella dope Now it's straight mobbin Doin whatever the fuck it takes Hittin 'em with the Mack-A-Blast Boomin like some faults Gangs corrupt cause it's fucked up The shit is sold *pronto* Stupid punk is steppin with that muthafuckin sawed-off Peace to them niggas on the corner drinkin the 40 oz.'s And peace to them real muthafuckin O.G.'s And to you ho's I never showin that sorrow *Adíos* y'all niggas cause you'll never see tomorrow This game is too unbend for them punk muthafuckas Buckin up shit makin real niggas suffer I'm true to my shit G and can't shit change me (tell 'em Rock) St. Ide's and gunplay and death don't face me So save all that Ho shit cause Ho shit bores me Peace to them down-ass niggas fool Blood, Sweat & Glory Ha..ha..ha Yeah 1993 And the 5th Ward Boyz bumpin some Ghetto Dope shit With Mike Dean and Beat-On-One Check it out |
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