[Intro]
Puttin' it down, uh
Come get high with tha Blanksta
Deep down South
Come get high with tha Blanksta
[Verse 1: Point Blank]
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)
'Cuz everybody in the parkin lot be askin' me
[Chorus]
I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please
Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs
We just blowin' big killa wit my niggas (Oh yeah)
Blowin' big killa wit my niggas
I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please
Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs
We just blowin' big killa wit my niggas (Oh yeah)
Blowin' big killa wit my niggas
[Verse 2: Point Blank]
After the club what's the haps?
Stop n 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
[Chorus]
I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please
Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs
We just blowin' big killa wit my niggas (Oh yeah)
Blowin' big killa wit my niggas
I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please
Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs
We just blowin' big killa wit my niggas (Oh yeah)
Blowin' big killa wit my niggas
[Verse 3: PSK-13]
Just in case you ain't know
I fuck all dem stupid hoes
Everybody get cha clothes
Nigga, it's time to hit the door
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 P.M. 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)
Niggas hatin the click, hate when we roll in
Knowin damn well if it go down, oh shit, there they go again
Drama, niggas strictly drama
Fool we sippin' on serve chill codeine, straight blowin' up the scene
It's yo' boy 13, Screw rollin' sticky green
Let's ride I wanna get high with the Blanksta, uh, uh
[Chorus]
I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please
Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs
We just blowin' big killa wit my niggas (Oh yeah)
Blowin' big killa wit my niggas
I wanna get high with the Blanksta, please
Just chill and hit the sweet, young Gs
We just blowin' big killa wit my niggas (Oh yeah)
Blowin' big killa wit my niggas
[Outro]
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
