Blood Sweat Glory lyrics

(Verse 1)

A backstreet killer a 5th ward assassin

So raise the fuck up muthafucka when I`m blastin

My buckshot: buck*buck*buck buck `em down till they blood shed

And it ain`t stoppin till the muthafuckas lay dead

Too many punk-ass niggas try to house on me

And put the chrome to my dome and try to gaffle me

It`s Ninety-3 and I ain`t goin out like that

I flex vest and pull a strap with a phat Gat

Cause in the game good game pigs sew game

No money no power no glory MUTHAFUCK pain!

It`s blood sweat and murder just to come on top

If you don`t get then you stuck so you`re gettin got

It takes a stroll with the devil down the Glock road

You`re gettin fucked when that Gauge droppin heavy load

I blast wicked so I`m goin out like a champ

FUCK the county FUCK the pen and FUCK a boot-camp

I`m down to die and down to kill for my own shit

And break-a-hat to a busta-ass punk bitch

I stand stroll cause the Circle is my back bowl

And peel your cap bitch has stranded in the killin zone

So what the fuck you gonna do cause I ain`t worryin

Yeah, I work hard for my bitch

Blood, Sweat & Glory



(Verse 2)

Comin up in 19-93

You bunch of muthafuckas die

And yo, I asked why be-a-bein blazed to that hella fry

Flicks like a muthafucka rippin and wreckin up shit

Ghetto ways nigga from the 5th comin up quick

Runnin from that heroine

Money from that black [?]

[not sure what`s said] fiends bumpin hella dope

Now it`s straight mobbin

Doin whatever the fuck it takes

Hittin `em with the Mack-A-Blast

Boomin like some faults

Gangs corrupt cause it`s fucked up

The shit is sold *pronto*

Stupid punk is steppin with that muthafuckin sawed-off

Peace to them niggas on the corner drinkin the 40 oz.`s

And peace to them real muthafuckin O.G.`s

And to you ho`s I never showin that sorrow

*Adios* y`all niggas cause you`ll never see tomorrow

This game is too unbend for them punk muthafuckas

Buckin up shit makin real niggas suffer

I`m true to my shit G and can`t shit change me

(tell `em Rock)

St. Ide`s and gunplay and death don`t face me

So save all that Ho shit cause Ho shit bores me

Peace to them down-ass niggas fool

Blood, Sweat & Glory



Ha..ha..ha

Yeah

1993

And the 5th Ward Boyz bumpin some Ghetto Dope shit

With Mike Dean and Beat-On-One

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