Dub Sack Blaze Ya Dead Homie

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[Intro: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Yeah!
Blaze Ya Dead Homie, MEC!
Ten years in the making!
Know about it, bitch!

[Chorus: Young Wicked & Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Dub sack, I got your back
Hand you that for the Andy Jack
Parked on Mack in a purple 'Lac
Trying to fatten up my stack (Bring it!)
Dub sack, I got your back
Hand you that for the Andy Jack (I got you!)
Parked on Mack in a purple lac
Trying to fatten up my stack

[Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Lookin' for the twenty, twen, twen
Check the purple 'Lac with the switches [?]
From the back, bend corners, big ten
I don't mack 'cause I got a couple twelves to trade it for a sack
I got big weight, and cut it straight up
On the 48 sacks and they all fat dubs
Do the math, cuz, makin' hand over fist
Paying six for a pound of that bubba kush shit
Made them other hoes quit when I sealed up the block
Six shotgun shells and only two shots
Now it's my spot, my place to shine
My street, my curb, make money on a grind (What's up?)
You need a dime and I'm right on time
Got me some nickel bags for the bitches at the stop sign
Just a little sample, only for the ample women
Got a Jackson in the dub sack you gettin'