High With the Blanksta (feat. PSK-13)

Puttin' it down, uh

Come get high with tha Blanksta

Deep down South

Come get high with tha Blanksta

PSK scooped me up, now it's time to roll

Creepin' through South Park on the beama patrol

I got the hoes in the wind, just lost my beeper at the flea

Damn, fuck it, I guess none of my hoes won't be pagin' me

But it's friday and I'm tight tryin' to find some mo' drugs

(Blank, let's paint the town red) Man they be hatin' me at the club

But I'ma roll with the click 'cause they might get in some shit

Another night another fight, especially fuckin' around with Disciple

But it's all good 'cause I'm down for whatever and I mean it

To the one's that don't know it asks the one's that done seen it

You'll respect me I'ma respect you, that's just that ain't nothin new

Black and red's the set I claim I even got homies that's down wit blue

So watch yourself in that zone, when it's time to get it on

The blanksta in the house creep up on a come up (Gotta make that money man) like Bone

You wanna get blow, don't be scared to scream (Holla at me boy)

'Cause everybody in the parkin lot be askin' me

I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please

Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs

We just blowin' big killa with my **** (Oh yeah)

Blowin' big killa with my ****

I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please

Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs

We just blowin' big killa with my **** (Oh yeah)

Blowin' big killa wit with ****

After the club what's the haps? Stop and go to rob the japs

Bitches jammed in the car, I even have two hoes on my lap

Blowin' big, takin' swigs, drinkin' syrup smokin' sticks (Oh shit)

I just hope we don't go to jail for rapin' one of these bitches

Lights out, it's quiet now, somebody yell "Switch"

I heard a glass hit the floor and out screamed a "Biatch" (Ouch)

.38 just couldn't wait, they would've locked his ass back up (Why you say that blank?)

Ya should've seen how he had that ho backed up against the bed, head banging on the wall

I'm fried out, jammin' my screwed tape, tellin' myself "I'm fuckin' all of y'all"

Everybody naked walkin' dicks are erected

I don't give a fuck what y'all doin', just as long as y'all don't break shit

I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please

Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs

We just blowin' big killa with my **** (Oh yeah)

Blowin' big killa with my ****

I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please

Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs

We just blowin' big killa with my **** (Oh yeah)

Blowin' big killa with my ****

Just in case you ain't know, I fuck all dem stupid hoes

Everybody get cha clothes, ****, it's time to hit the do'

And before I go out wanna send a shout out to my baby freaks

I'm fuckin' all y'all next week (At the same time)

And I promise we gon' hook up 'bout twelve on the PM tip, roll and get fried out

Jammin' that slipped into a coma, everybody crunk now, oh yeah

Especially since I got sounds in the trunk, now bumpin', everybody jumpin', blowed

I won't stop and the Compton swat patrol (Uh, uh)

**** hatin the click, hate when we roll in

Knowin damn well if it go down, oh shit, there they go again

Drama, **** strictly drama

Fool we sippin' on serve chill codeine, straight blowin' up the scene

It's yo' boy thirteen, Screw rollin' sticky green

Let's ride I wanna get high with the Blanksta, uh, uh

I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please

Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs

We just blowin' big killa with my **** (Oh yeah)

Blowin' big killa with my ****

I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please

Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs

We just blowin' big killa with my **** (Oh yeah)

Blowin' big killa with my ****

Yo, just though all these muthafuckas just tripped out

And get down tonic or chronic comin' to a town near you

You know what I'm sayin'? PSK the whole screwed up click

So get that killa and betta have ya business ya know what

I'm sayin', smoke one