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G. Dep - Blast Off(feat. Mark Curry, Loon lyrics
[G. Dep]
 Yeah...
 Yeah, me and my man's and them
 We gon' blast off
 Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop
 Come on to the top, blast off
 Yeah, yo
 Aiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps
 Cracks in they Jeeps, don't sleep till they 6 feet deep
 No 'lax' in my tracks they potent
 Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin'
 I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter
 Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya
 When I swerve hit nerves
 Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserve
 And everybody know what's golden, matter of fact platinum, 
 ?mores trap to mold in?
 Once I explode and I, burn up the road and
 Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolen
 Understand, the world's in my hand
 G. Dep in this scam, no stunt
 Bitch play the front
 And I'ma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sac
 Cause yo, I'm about to blast off -
 Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case
 Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off
 Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
 Nigga, I'ma blast off
 Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
 Nigga, I'ma blast off
 Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
 [Mark Curry]
 Yo, yo, uh
 Who's a nigga harder than me?
 On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be
 Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouth
 Got it different? You ain't on what you talkin' about
 Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me
 I'm feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me
 Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it get
 Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this
 Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy
 Gutters of the street where my mind beG. Dep - Blast Off(feat. Mark Curry, Loon - http://motolyrics.com/g-dep/blast-off-feat-mark-curry-loon-lyrics.html
 Play the game, get you a 'zil'
 Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill
 Heat, got it with me still
 Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched
 Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOW
 Sure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace
 Bitch, I'm about to-
 [G. Dep]
 Blast off, yo I get it poppin'
 When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin'
 Yo, I'm about to blast off
 See me at the show, when I rock everybody know
 Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off
 Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock
 Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off
 Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot
 [Loon]
 Aiyyo son, I'm about to blast off, like an astronaut
 Niggas don't wanna see a nigga blast the glock
 Niggas don't wanna see a nigga flash the rocks
 And pop up in the flashy drop - motherfuckers
 Niggas know me, Loon's a gunslinger
 Fuck fightin' a nigga, I'm usin' one finger
 Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger'
 Some niggas get shot, live and become singers
 Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified
 Than to stand here and testify
 But, other than that though, we never get caught
 We ?Joy Jefferson? walk, out of federal court
 We gettin' bread in New York, ain't better the sport
 So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support
 But, I think it's best you go 'head and just walk
 Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse
 Yo, I'm about to-
 [G. Dep]
 Blast off-
 Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case
 Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off
 Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint
 Nigga, I'ma blast off
 Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
 Nigga, I'ma blast off
 Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone [Thanks to zacscocam@aol.com for these lyrics]








