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GP Wu - Blow Up lyrics
All my brothers (what) Let the world know it's hot 9-7 (what) Shaolin take it to the top All the ladies (oowww) Show some love sugar, it's on tonight Keepin the party tight aiiight [Pop The Brown Hornet] I be the one to break through your barrier Bomb carrier Ready to explode in hype mode You'll catch a bad decision at any given I was marked for death so now this is how the fuck I'm livin Let me lay the law, let me connect four G.P. the brand new reign, fuck what you sayin and thought Standin tall but you comin up short Might play a lot of games but this ain't your sport Ran into the wrong one, I'm the son of a gun You target practice, I'ma hit you off for fun Answer one question, what crossed your mind To make you think that you could fuck with my hip hop design You out of fashion, on top of that you got me laughin Like a gun toter up against an assassin I'm the real McCoy, old school B-Boy Anything I seek I could create or destroy It's like that, born with the strength to strike back Full contact better wear your hardhat in combat It's either you or my contract All you gotta say is where we get it on at And it's on All my brothers (what) Let the world know it's hot 9-7 (what) Shaolin take it to the top All the ladies (oowww) Show some love sugar, it's on tonight Keepin the party tight aiiight [Rubberbands] Movin in a city of crooks where they don't play by the books It's off the hook, got me on crop Ready to pop somethin in my circumference if we don't rock But a lot of niggas snitch makin the streets too hot Bitches too wanna be up in people's personal affairs Let it die down, get it out the air |
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