Brian X Allen, Young Dolph - Blam! Gang Shit lyrics

Ear Drummers you Know I'm Sayin' My
Weeds Types Drop Movies mike Will Made It

The Boys Say That You Wanna
Have a Problem I'm Ready (Blam)
I'm In The Cut Like Fredo I'm Ready (Blam)
The Bitch Says She Wanna Fuck I'm Ready
(Blam)
You Even Gotta Ask Me I'm Ready (Blam)
I'm Ready (Blam) i'm Ready (Blam)
I'm Ready (Blam) i'm Ready (Blam)
He Ready (Blam) she Ready (Blam)
Thank Ready (Blam) we Ready (Blam)

I'm Gettin' Money So The
Haters Be Fallin' Out
Fuck Wit Me I Got Costume touch Babies
No Jerry's Some Dusty
You Looking For A Nigga
I'll Be Hearing To Shy
And The Murder Woods For Goods
I'm Get So High we Duck In The Sky
Surgery I'll Be Cuttin' Your Lady
Kitty Cat We Stashing Babies
Grey Cup So Reduce Don't Make Me
Keep A Hammer In My Grandma Wasting
But You Ain't Know That
So Homie Fall Back, You Trying To Fall Back
Then Get This Money
Looking For Ya Dick Tenderoni
Like You Don't Know Me
My Nigga See, It Got Release
Be 33 And Still Shoot Like Coby
I Took A Knowledge
Benson Wealth Is One The OG Hoes
Fuck Pussy Niggas And Buck
Don't Say Nothing Keep Your Lips Touch
24's Make A Coupe Quit Fuck
So You Can Make A Diss And Hoes
I Made A Memphis Like Busted Raymond
DT's For Are Buster Famous go Agrivate Ya
Cause You Ain't Clam It
Let Me Call My Lawyer we Can Make A Wageman
Fuck The Boys i Bust A Girl
I Hit The App Then Jump The Charge
I Got Your Chick, I May Suck My Dick
On Your Knees Person In Her Clan Boys (yeah)

The Boys Say You Wanna Have
A Problem I'm Ready (Blam)
I'm In The Cut Like Fredo I'm Ready (Blam)
The Bitch Says She Wanna Fuck I'm Ready
(Blam)
You Even Gotta Ask Me I'm Ready (Blam)
I'm Ready (Blam) i'm Ready (Blam)
I'm Ready (Blam) i'm Ready (Blam)
He Ready (Blam) she Ready (Blam)
Thank Ready (Blam) we Ready (Blam)

Every Day I'm Getting Profit
The Hoes Hot Lock It, Drop It
I Got Racks On Racks On Racks
I Get Stuff Is In My Wallet
I Run Do This Like Branson
Louie V Hold My Pants Up real McCoy D Boy
I Got That D Like Tyson Taylor
I Can Do Ever I Want
When I Walk The Hell I Wanna Do It
I'm Gettin' Mad
That You Go Like A Finish Line
I Run It, Through It
Nigga Say That I'm A Ruiz
See To Spit I'm Going Through It
You Can Tell Give A Retarded Money
Look The Watch It's Kind Of Stupid
I'm Counting Money And I'm Gettin' Soups
She Don't Nigga Solbin Approve
But 24's Are In The Coupe
Ice Cream Man Who Runs Gucci
Boss It Out Nigga Throw Your Dues Said
You Ain't Scared We Gotta Shoot
Buck What You Gonna Do For One
Bitch, I Got Problems Too
I'm On The Block Silver Four For Three
Because I'm Done Working In His Tennessee
Blam! I Got A Bitch That Fuck Me And
Gimmie Head Till I Go To Sleep
I'm Burning Kush Like Keanu Reeves And One
Week Then I'll Make A Celery
Start A Bitch On Facebook Can You Tell
The Whole Quick Tag In It

The Boys Say You Wanna Have
A Problem I'm I'm Ready (Blam)
I'm In the Cut Like Fredo I'm Ready (Blam)
The Bitch Say You Wanna Fuck I'm Ready (Blam)
You Even Gotta Ask Me I'm Ready (Blam)
I'm Ready (Blam) i'm Ready (Blam)
I'm Ready (Blam) i'm Ready (Blam)
He Ready (Blam) she Ready (Blam)
Thank Ready (Blam) we Ready (Blam)

I Put That Shit Together
It's Going To Be A Movie