Johnny Blanco Who Want Blanco Lyrics

Who Want Blanco Lyrics

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I come from the wildest blocks



We nickname cops



Instead of shops on high blocks



Stolen whips and chop-chops



Barbershops sell music, hard shit for the listener



Father's are ex-prisoners



Parole officers visit ya



Collect calls from inmates



74 to upstate



Shoot dice and calculate weight



Records inside of milk crates



Spin off on twelve hundreds



Huddle and hold bundles



Escape the rainy days and find your face in a puddle



Where some of the hungriest wolves write and lay vocals



In the basement apartment, adjacent from where they spark shit



On the corners where the narc's hit



New York throw the grime shit (?)



Where the Po's spit they whole clip



Til they pop and drop shit



And every other block got a Double Chinese and Wing Lee's



All the yellow ornament reeds, D.I.'s, Groceries (?)



Cocaine distribution, movin' from here to Houston



Got bitches, still boost on



Babies are raisin' children



Hustle in front the buildin'



Crush, twist, roll



Folk loc, hold down the block 'til we old



Keep the whole ship sold



Flip, ship out O's



Enforce shit that's sold



Boss of zip codes



Streets got signs, nines speak morse code



Streets got colts, ho's and candy for that nose



Blanco, loco, smoke stog's, don't joke



Ten shots I throw, shoot out the street poles



Draw the crowds with a casino



Quattro, cinquo, six, c-lo



D-E-S-E-R-T Eagle



Flow is so evil, more birds than Project Pat



Peep stats, launder money, laundromats



So who can fuck with it, see me, Dre-D



Coalition, Catacomb, 2OG



Incarcerate shit, spit gold, bone dimes



New York state of mind



Who the fuck want mine?