Song | Juggalo Anthem |
Artist | Blaze Ya Dead Homie |
Album | 1 Less G in da Hood |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Blaze Ya Dead Homie ... | |
(Violent J) | |
Killas kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this ************, up in this ************ | |
Killas kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze(Blaze Ya Dead Homie) | |
G's up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket | |
And beyond, recognize thug ************t | |
Poundin' out the trunk ************ | |
Runnin' wit' a mother ******' hatchetyou haters, you suck ************ was a thug, became a | |
GB to the | |
L to the A, | |
Z, E, still dead | |
Still don't give a ****** (give a ******) | |
Sportin' all black kahkis with the mother ******' cuffs up | |
Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple | |
G'sSo a thug can get back on his feet | |
Mean muggin', steady thuggin' | |
And I'm tryin' to find the hoodrat's all about ******' | |
Still loked out | |
All my dawgs from the past, dead or smoked out | |
Still tryin' to come up on a lick for a phat ass ride | |
So I can drop the top, and parlay through the east side | |
Chorus(Monoxide Child) | |
******s kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this ************, up in this ************! x 4(Blaze) | |
************ freeze, you aint a thug or a | |
G or a banga' | |
You's a studio gangsta | |
You aint about ************t, scared to pull the trigga' | |
That's what we call, a real ************ ******' (************ ******') | |
Sneekin' through the hood, throwin' up a set | |
Hangin' out the window, yellin' idol threats | |
Check this out, | |
I'm a check your chin | |
Close your mouth, 'fore | |
I put the barrel in | |
Dumpin' clips in yo ass is what | |
I'm all about | |
Straight G from the clique on a paper route | |
Still slappin' off fake ************ with the | |
LouivilleBeat a ******' to the pavement, another ************ killed | |
Chorus(Monoxide Child)(J |
zuo qu : Blaze Ya Dead Homie ... | |
Violent J | |
Killas kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this , up in this | |
Killas kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze Blaze Ya Dead Homie | |
G' s up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket | |
And beyond, recognize thug t | |
Poundin' out the trunk | |
Runnin' wit' a mother ' hatchetyou haters, you suck was a thug, became a | |
GB to the | |
L to the A, | |
Z, E, still dead | |
Still don' t give a give a | |
Sportin' all black kahkis with the mother ' cuffs up | |
Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple | |
G' sSo a thug can get back on his feet | |
Mean muggin', steady thuggin' | |
And I' m tryin' to find the hoodrat' s all about ' | |
Still loked out | |
All my dawgs from the past, dead or smoked out | |
Still tryin' to come up on a lick for a phat ass ride | |
So I can drop the top, and parlay through the east side | |
Chorus Monoxide Child | |
s kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this , up in this ! x 4 Blaze | |
freeze, you aint a thug or a | |
G or a banga' | |
You' s a studio gangsta | |
You aint about t, scared to pull the trigga' | |
That' s what we call, a real ' ' | |
Sneekin' through the hood, throwin' up a set | |
Hangin' out the window, yellin' idol threats | |
Check this out, | |
I' m a check your chin | |
Close your mouth, ' fore | |
I put the barrel in | |
Dumpin' clips in yo ass is what | |
I' m all about | |
Straight G from the clique on a paper route | |
Still slappin' off fake with the | |
LouivilleBeat a ' to the pavement, another killed | |
Chorus Monoxide Child J |
zuò qǔ : Blaze Ya Dead Homie ... | |
Violent J | |
Killas kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this , up in this | |
Killas kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze Blaze Ya Dead Homie | |
G' s up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket | |
And beyond, recognize thug t | |
Poundin' out the trunk | |
Runnin' wit' a mother ' hatchetyou haters, you suck was a thug, became a | |
GB to the | |
L to the A, | |
Z, E, still dead | |
Still don' t give a give a | |
Sportin' all black kahkis with the mother ' cuffs up | |
Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple | |
G' sSo a thug can get back on his feet | |
Mean muggin', steady thuggin' | |
And I' m tryin' to find the hoodrat' s all about ' | |
Still loked out | |
All my dawgs from the past, dead or smoked out | |
Still tryin' to come up on a lick for a phat ass ride | |
So I can drop the top, and parlay through the east side | |
Chorus Monoxide Child | |
s kick the anthem like this | |
Juggalos up in this , up in this ! x 4 Blaze | |
freeze, you aint a thug or a | |
G or a banga' | |
You' s a studio gangsta | |
You aint about t, scared to pull the trigga' | |
That' s what we call, a real ' ' | |
Sneekin' through the hood, throwin' up a set | |
Hangin' out the window, yellin' idol threats | |
Check this out, | |
I' m a check your chin | |
Close your mouth, ' fore | |
I put the barrel in | |
Dumpin' clips in yo ass is what | |
I' m all about | |
Straight G from the clique on a paper route | |
Still slappin' off fake with the | |
LouivilleBeat a ' to the pavement, another killed | |
Chorus Monoxide Child J |