DJ Paul
Blow a Nigga’s Ass Off
[Chorus]
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off

[Verse 1: S.O.G.]
I ain't barrin' that shit, quick to up my fuckin' gat
Blow a n***a ass off, bitch that's just how I react
I'm a real n***a all about my fuckin killin'
You bustas with that animosity, yo cap I'm peelin'
I'm from the grove with my four, see I stay strapped
Never slip and see North Memphis n***as on the map
I got that gauge 38 and that four-five Glock
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot
You try to run I'mma cock my gat and blast you
This is a "Blow a N***a Ass Off" part two
[Verse 2: Lil Glock]
Kill a bitch, fuck a hoe, do or die in the nine-four
R.I.D.G.E G.R.O.V.E. bringin' shit to the door
No love lost bitch, North Memphis in the fuckin house
Buckin' Busta bitches now you hoes gotta run yo' mouth
My Glock is cocked to pop a punk, motherfucker quick
Trizzick-bizzitch, I just clizzick on a bizzitch on my dizzick
Now hoes better recognize Lil' Glock ain’t no fuckin' joke
No pretty boy smile the gangsta Glock child is goin' out in fuckin' smoke
Ridge Grove in this bitch, hoes gotta pay the cost
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off

[Chorus]
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off
Blow a n***a ass off
Ass off, ass off
Buck, buck, buckin' 'em down
Blow a n***as ass off