Let's get this * goingBlunt FactoryWhat's crackin'?BluntCheck this outOne, two, one, uhYo, check worldsI really do this for a whileI'm * up right nowMy voice is * upI don't careStillStill that same dog with the three-twoStill, still Chase, still, stillPimp, Dr. BillNothing changed around hereStill tight like clampsStill receive mailMan, I love my stampsI guess it's my turnQuit your bitchin'Still, when I say moveNow you shiftin'Still twistin'Course, better lift itStill lay my chestStill can't pass a piss testStill give a *No, they never can let thatStill screamin'Mufflers, pigs chasin'Still can't knock meStill pop wheelies on tracks like JesusA couple side keyCheck your head, still freakin'Still see my 6'6'Riviera stitchin'One time screechin'What you thinkin'?I'm the one they call BluntCould it be something else?Sinkin', bitchWhat you thinkin'?Dog thought I told yaSame cliqueStill can't arrest meStill big dickOG soldierGot clipsMagazines for y'allWith hot lipsKelly Green DozierWith dime chicksRoundup foldsDrag tipsGot itOh, soldierWith big hitsBig titsStill not gonna hold y'allStill got lipsWrapped around the duckBlunt by the beddressCone in the cupDick in the buttOld *Feel the cutGet splashedDick in the buttIn the backDrip down to the crackGettin' nastyBlunt nastyAttached to meCause I threw the legsUp in the factoryJust fuckin' with you, girlHere, *** the dickCarefully into the mouthWhile I spitLet me put it in the dukeThink the head fit?*, I'ma push it inIf the head slipNot demand itBut dick abandonedDon't call me no moreYou a *I'm a banditRobbed it when it landedDon't call me no moreDo you understand it?That's what I doTalked, thought I told yaSame clickStill can't arrest meStill big dickOG soldierGot clipsMagazines for y'allWith hot lipsKelly Green told yaWith dime checksRoundup foldsDrag tipsGot itAlso jawWith big hitsBig titsStill not gonna hold y'allNow with those I get nastyWith tracks to loopShoot when I hopWith cops I play catch meGun cocked* up and get hotGet rattyWrapped up the shipSo fast you can't talkI'm the 6-0Count, dough slowDrag, tip, switchLegs like coalsY'all rats get tapedAnd blind folkGet dumped in licksFork mistakesAnd gets cozyWe move fastMad raceInterfacingThe whackPlatlock combinationHomie you pack them gatsBut why you talk so muchYou imitationI'm only ridingWith the real bloodStill duck with the pinfieldStill hit to rotationStill this *Still strap magStill like my whole stickStill punish cat to bitchWith false informationDog thought I told y'allSame cliqueStill can't arrest meStill big dickOG soldierGot clipsMagazines for y'allWith hot lipsCali green closureWith dime chicksRoundup foldsDrag tipsGot it all sold y'allWith big hitsBig titsStill not gonna hold y'allAh ha haWhat's up bitchesStill that same motherfuckaAin't nothing changedBut the way my nuts hangIn 20092002Blunt FactoryUniversal