Lyrics I Got That Blow - Tyson El Dominicano

I got that bread just like a bakery
I Got That Dough
Light it up and like Big Poppa said just take some notes
When you add 2+2 then 2+ 2
That′s my four four
You 25 + 25
That's just five o
I′m at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
I'm at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
I'm at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
Tyson El Dominicano bitch and i go blow for blow

Nigga fuck them boys I′m used to being the man
You fake like Peter Pan snitching is part of your plan
I got 3 K′s like the clan kidnap you niggas in vans
Rob you right out of your vans
Imma come dressed like a fan
Targeting in all this rappers and we looking for the advanced
Shoot you and your man shut the fuk up listen to my demands
If you tempt me I'm a spray like a can
Cooking with the pot or with the pan
Kill you for real or with the pen
What I′ma do with your life that depends
I'm coming out like I came out the pen
You fake ass niggas just want to pretend
Your bitch is a 5 and my bitche at 10
I′m shooting you chickens up out of the hen
Than swerve with the Choppa like I'm on that Henn
I cannot be friendly I lost all my friends I lost all my friends
Tell me that I′m not the man I be killing the corner one pack at a time
Yeah I know that these niggas can change cause niggas is always just dropping the dime
Shooting from the front and then from behind
This ain't hide and go seek there's nowhere to hide
Niggas be weird and strange cause niggas be gay and always be pie
Bitch like Kendrick you ain′t blowing my high
But you going to blow me while I go get high
I tell her hello and then I tell her bye
Cook it up like McDonald′s an order of fries

I got that bread just like a bakery
I Got That Dough
Light it up and like Big Poppa said just take some notes
When you add 2+2 then 2+ 2
That's my four four
You 25 + 25
That′s just five o
I'm at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
I′m at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
I'm at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
Tyson El Dominicano bitch and i go blow for blow

I′m so high right now that I go out of space
It's like I'm in the Maze and I′m lost in the bass
Plus my blunt getting lazed
I got locked up with a bitch that I put in the chase
That shit was a race
Shawty didn′t let me beat but I beat the case
Bonded her out then nutted in her face
I got more bitches than James Bonds
My bitches be sick of the same song
But I got more money then Bail Bonds
My wrist it'd be dumber than 10 blondes
I told this bitch I′m a rapper she pull my dick out
What's that about
I was like Wow
Nutted in her mouth I′m from the gutter like Oscar the Grouch
Like Loving Hip-Hop everybody looking
When I was a jit my dad taught me cooking
Very notorious but not from Brooklyn
Thank God that I'm not in central booking
Why you′re shooting Fades like Soldier and Chris Brown
Ya should audition for IT cause ya be just straight clowns

I got that bread just like a bakery
I Got That Dough
Light it up and like Big Poppa said just take some notes
When you add 2+2 then 2+ 2
That's my four four
You 25 + 25
That's just five o
I′m at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
I′m at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
I'm at the door I got to go go go
I got that blow
Tyson El Dominicano bitch and i go blow for blow