Thursday, November 3, 2011

Mmo Lyrics - Trying To Blow lyrics

Trying To Blow lyrics (Lyrics)



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Album:Mmo Lyrics
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[Intro: Itchy-Fingas]
Uh, M.M.O. official
Young Gotti, lets go
Uh, lets go, lets go

[Chorus: Triggnomm]
Aiyo, we trying to blow, fuck it if they find the blow
We gon take the shit to trial, we aint tryin to blow
We M.M.O., and Money Moves Obstacles
Me and Itchy, spittin fifty, fuck a hospital
Yo, we trying to blow, fuck it if they find the blow
We gon take the shit to trial, we aint tryin to blow
We M.M.O., and Money Moves Obstacles
Me and Gotti, catchin bodies, fuck a hospital

[Itchy-Fingas]
Aiyo, I blow speed limits, blow dro with the windows tinted
I blow fifty grand, racin my man
Blow fifty on my neck and my hand, we splurged out
Nigga blow you in the face and give you another mouth
Nigga blowin at twice, nigga blowin at dice
That nigga blowin his life, that nigga blowin his ice
I get blow, bout twenty a gram in some towns
We aint no average dudes, twenties rabbit foods
I mash you fools, crash like , thats the Coup
And if I catch you on my block, we gon wet the stool
Yeah, you got guns, but you scared to shoot
I leave you hooked up to tubes like vegetables

[Chorus]

[Kurupt]
Been in the war, spinnin white balls in a car
Droppin like drawers and jaws, bounce like balls
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Wheres the bread? Four lens, searchin their head
And spurs are spread, separatin limbs and legs
Arms are harm, hung from the palm of the arm
Toss in the palm, Vietnam, harmin them all
Send the word, its superb Benz with birds
A vengeance, abidin by, soaked in sherm
I still fuck local whores, cuz its yours
All in your jaws and your vocal chords
You want some blow? Or you want something to blow?
You want something now? Or later on tomo?
Well, heres the blow, and heres somethin to blow
Now let it go, pink in rain, sleet or snow
Yea, your nigga got guns, but hes scared to shoot
Everythings computerized , but you cant computer

[Chorus]

[Triggnomm]
Heat blows out, in the street, we speed blow outs
When we blow out, see M.M.O., we drod out
Braids, waves, bald heads or blow outs
So show out, I take a deep breath, blow out
Empty fours out, Triggnomm, Kurupt and Itchy
With a O of yae yo, and a folded fifty
Blowin quickly, spittin fifty at 50
Yall still with me? Flow blow so swiftly
Cant hit me, go past fast, cant get me
Petey Pablo flow, yall still with me?
Stick with me, cause when I blow, yall gonna miss me
Blowin fifty every year, not to fit me

[Chorus to fade]


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