Текст Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz – Da Blow

Chorus — Gangsta Boo (9x):
Da blow …
DA pills…
Da yak…

Lil’ Jon
DA dro, Da percs, da ounce, get Pushed!
Get back, no halves, no edge will give ya hash!, I’ll join ya 2, but do ya niggas smoke a blunt of this,
You wanna smoke wit me don’t bring no bullshit, da blue, thumping, white spinners, the green nickles,
That red superman, that peach butter fire, that white Rolex, you’ll have those hoes hotter than a box of stolen checks,
The snow, the white, yeah Miami get crunk, when I see ’em in the club they be sniffing up that skunk,
Homie 1 gee ya right, give me 1 G’ of white (white), give me 2 G’ of white (white),
Give me 3 G’f of white (white), an 8 ball for the night.
If you wanna get you lean, there ain’t nothing but that yella, all that purp’ down in Texas
Them niggas got whatever, gally gally of that henna (Hennesy) mix it wit that crunk juice,
We’ll have a nigga spinning

Chorus 5x

Gangsta Boo
Yeah I got that weed for the low
Those pills for the low
That blow for the low
Young nigga you ain’t know,
When I ride I roll high
Man an I ain’t telling no lie,
When this shit get in my brain,
I grip the grain and fly by,
Say dawg you got that good up in the hood we calling mint, right another thing we do some call it blow, some call it cocaine,
Fuck head nah nigga, I’ve been on that bang bang hard bouncing front to back,
Watch me change the lane lane,

Chorus 5x

Lil’ Bo
I been getting in that work
I got pounds on this perc
I’m a pimp bitch fuck you pull up your own skirt, skirt we don’t give a fuck, 26’s on the truck,
Fuck around ’til you show up, we gon’ tear this bitch up, I got x, I got weed, I got anything you need,
When you see me in the street, just holla at me, throw a dolla at me, bitch swallow at me,
This ya nigga lil bo from the E.S.B.

Big Sam
See nigga I smoke everyday, I’m ’bout to light up sum hay, I got that shit that will put your mind up in the day,
But I don’t fuck wit the blow, but I fuck wit sum hoes, that be freaky, x outta control,
I remember back in the day, wit aches in bones, when nigga was riding in the city truck just to get to the dough,
But we the best in this town, they tried to shut Atlanta down, nigga was slanging bitches down, 20 kilos a pound!

Chorus (till end of song)

Underground (Underground) 7x
Underground Rap 7x
Keep (Keep) It Crunked Up 8x