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47 MILLER GANG lyrics : "If You Blood Throw It Up"

If u blood thro it up [x4]

Bz up cz down,cz up side down, bz up uptown,

Bz up downtown, cz down in btown, bz up in btown, only time I say b down wen
they b tryin b down, I rep 1 4 red an I rock btown, RB back streets,stand up and
breathe now, so if u blood ^!$$% start throwin them cz down, $#&@ that, the

whole hood start throwin them cz down, start throin them b’z up, thro RB up,
back streets till u die, start rollin dat weed up, if u need sum trees that’s
wut got re-up, we got no love for ya $$# if u throwin them cz up, see around

here them cz don’t rock, $#&@ goin to tha bookin’z, around here the dz git
knocked, cz we, Keep them blocks and we pop back cottles, so come to the block
an watch a crab git dropped.


If u blood thro it up [x8]


NigGaz b talkin crazy till u hook off man
I stay wid tha shotgun on me, like a football playa That is so gangsta, wen they
wid they crew, I swear a folk by himself wen he took off man..

What? What he gon do? What? What he gon do? Nuttin he frontin until we roll up
wid them chevy’s dumpin, im’a pimp ^!$$%, I take the wife from the husband, if
u aint knockin u buggin, n suttins gon be wutchu bumpin…uh…

Convorsation is all of the suttin, and I think these !@$)gots is the one’s to
blame, I putta a slug n ya brain , juss to pop ya chain, 5z up, 6 down, bz up in
ctown, ^!$$% any folks in this club, they betta leave now, b/c thes homies

outside n they holdin them clips round, wen they seein them blue flags, itz
gittin clipped down, b/c that’s how we do It… in blood town


If u blood thro it up [x8]

Yo, Ayo

I got bloods in manhattan like taxi cabs, I don’t eat sea food, so $#&@ them
crabs, I got homies on the set that bust @ crabs, I got homies in muh set that
bust at crabs, so, thro ya flags up n rep yo set, I sed, thro ya flags up n rep

yo set, uh, 5 wz poppin 6 wz droppin dnt stop squeezin till the dz start
knockin, I be da B to da L to da double O D Y, T-A-Z, now yall can all see why,
I repsected in the hood, cz I stay fly, gangsta to da bone, now let them slugs

fly, blood till I die, an I rep that eastside, wishes poppin to muh big homie
known as eas-side, if its me put in the heat, you cn take mine, I gotcha back
homie, like in the war... its crunch time


If u blood thro it up [x8]

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