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blow a shotgun thru my nose - crucifix (big fixx) lyrics

[intro: dj big tim, crucifix, black mack, k!lla leon]
crucifix
what’s up, big tim, mane
what’s up, mane, you got half on that motherf*ckin’ bag, mane?
mane, sh*t, we get more than bag, mane, 4.5s in this motherf*cker
let’s go have on a quarter or some
black mack, mane, you got half on that sh*t, mane?
h*ll yeah, i got half on that sh*t
mane, k!lla leon, mane, you have half on that sh*t?
yeah, what’s up, mane, let’s do this sh*t
let’s do this

[chorus: carmike, dj paul]
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we gеt a little smoke in the housе
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
[verse 1: crucifix]
smokin’ my weed, ballin’ through the memphis, players like me gettin’ high
smokin’ it over [?]
constantly rollin’ and smokin’, puffin’ on buddah, makin’ n*gga eyes all red
indo in my head, n*gga finna dead, hop in the chevy, i fled
blowin’ that sh*t, quickly split, you want some of this? n*gga, come take a hit
we huffin’ and puffin’ and hittin’ that dope, and we pullin’ so hard that we might start to chokin’
the size on my chest, f*ck all the rest
the indo the sh*t, and it’s cl!ckin’ the best
so keep up on smokin’ this blunt like you should
i’m north memphis bound, and you know it’s all good

[chorus: carmike, dj paul]
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
the*the*the*the bud*the buddah
the*the*the*the bud*the*the*the*the
the buddah (we get a little smoke)
(we get a*)
the*the*the*the bud*the buddah
the*the*the*the bud*the*the*the*the
the buddah (we get a little smoke)
(we get a*)
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
the buddah, straight contact
blow a shotgun to my nose
we get a little smoke in the house
[verse 3: crucifix]
before i step up in the cloud, i smoke them n*ggas that be chiefin’ hay
they blowin’ dope and coughin’, so*so i gotta make it around the f*ckin’ way
hit them n*ggas on the motherf*ckin’ track, grabbin’ m*11, shouldn’t bump up what we stack
smokin’ on the motherf*ckin’ quarter ounce of motherf*ckin’ weed, so how you gonna act?
crazy to the fullness, ho, watch my n*gga hit that blow
cloud nine where a n*gga be ballin’ heavy when he’s on that dope
here come crucifix, known as a k!ller, b*tch, buckin’ f*ckin’ n*ggas on that motherf*ckin’ dust
gotta take a motherf*ckin’ puff off that dust, so i can cough and choke
you don’t really know me, but my name is reachin’ on the streets
[?], blink, when we think, my f*ckin’ eyes are pink
sh*t, the time is, it’s time for me to stick ’em up
and roll it up, and take a pull, now it’s some fire, now get this sh*t

[verse 4]
chiefin’ on a blunt*ah, n*gga like me gettin’ high
f*ckin’ with my indo weed, playin’ when i puff, and, b*tch, you die
smoke on this ‘caine i slang, hoes up on my ding*a*ling
tryna get a shotgun blast when b*tches all up in my ass
the clouds up in me hard, and my eyes is bloodshot red
trippin’ when i’m sippin’, good with evil thoughts up in my head

[verse 5]

[outro: crucifix]
yeah, yeah, all my motherf*ckin’ n*ggas on the [?] track in this b*tch
my n*gga skinny, low*down mike, buddy, b00bie, k*romeo
red manne in the motherf*ckin’ bonne’ thang
k*jay, my n*gga, um, bucky in this motherf*cker
g*money, stang man, [?], j*mack in this motherf*cker
all my motherf*ckin’ n*ggas on [?]
gangsta e, the twin, player rob, playa ron, 4*4, mister mane*mane
lil yo, sound in this motherf*cker
all my n*ggas on burloe, pat, derrick, cj, big anthony
big co, cheeko*cheeko, you know what i’m sayin’
p*rno aka [?], big cole, d*jay, all my motherf*ckin’ n*ggas in this b*tch
and all my motherf*ckin’ n*ggas on kney street
big sean in the chevy thang, dirty d, big chris in the blue chevy thang, you know what i’m sayin’
you know how that sh*t go
yeah, and all my motherf*ckin’ n*ggas locked down
crazy kane, skanless black, tico, suicide, al, my motherf*ckin’ n*gga
my n*ggas droppin’ hard*ass tracks, dj tim in this motherf*cker
hard d in this b*tch, and m.p. in this ho
and the double n g’s
b*tch

- crucifix big fixx lyrics

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