at it It's still called the blues Makes no difference What you do or say The blues might still Come your way Just when you think Your trouble's about
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it It's still called the blues Baby needs new shoes Mama needs a new dress Daddy's out scufflin' Tryin' to do his best Anyway you look at it It's still
Mike G, is it me? Nah, it's just society Filled with propagander, huh, why do we meander, huh? In a zone with hate for peace, all of this B.S must cease
air, you know how it goes Stash spot with weight in it, Candy paint with blakes in it Trunk got the bass in it, One liter with eights in it Swisha
running the hood and nothing can top it You can Google it and you can search it On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it More fire, thunder
Chorus Let it rain make it bang Niggas in my 'hood sayin' Fuck everythang WC (Let it Rain) Let it rain make it bang Niggas in my 'hood sayin' Fuck everythang
that we would take the torch and run wit it Be serious, but still have a little fun wit it MJG, from a town that runs real deep Ask B.B. King and Isaac
's Will and 'em" I ?Check The Rhime? like Quest I wrote some dope doo-doo rhymes at my rest The B I G W I L L King of swing, and I rock well The nail
drive by on you and your crew 'Cuz y'all be poppin' some shit that's unheard of For you, what's the word? Uh, it's murder, son When I be crushin' your
you talking dead, coffin, light the weed coughin' New crib loughtin' Where it's at, Austin? Where's that, Texas? What's in front, Benzes? What else, Lexus? Well, who's
the b***hes groovin' (Shake it ma) And won't you tell the DJ it's a Dipset intrusion (Thug game) Chorus (Fat Pat) Verse 5 (Mike Jones) I'm the king
I'm B.B. King And I break the rules I will give niggas the blues I give niggas the blues Take Drumma Boy beat and give niggas the blues Yeah
the human race You said yes, now you're wearin' my ring Guess I can stop playin' ol' B.B. King 'Cause the thrill is back, the heartache's gone Time stands still
slip, don't puff wit the draggin' 'em I'm still toe taggin' 'em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin' 'em It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal Blast
creek Like I said, roll it up take a hit and then pass it That's how we do it when we roll down grass shit It's guarenteed everytime we get hoe's I play
