Blow Dat - Royce 5'9

Nottz, let’s take 'em back

Yes, yes, yes

Yes, the Smith 'n, the Wesson

Extended clip in the vest of whoever testin'

Rollin to the party with the shottie with the body

Made the lead put the slugs with the hollows in the heads

With the, with the-with the-with the Mossberg pump

When it thump make the nigga with the heart turn punk

Would ya-would ya-would ya would ya please leave me alone

So I can get my Chuck D on

Yes, the rhythm, the rebel

Public Enemy number one with heavy metal

If I don’t got the whistle and my Air Nikes

I don’t feel right out there livin' in my surreal life

All of you hoes should know I will blow that whistle

Blow a hole in your throw back and throw that pistol

Pimps, pussy and power, police, pitchers, hitters

The streets, religion, ballers, all of 'em getcha' getcha' if you don’t

Blow that whistle, blow that whistle

Blow that whistle, blow that whistle

Blow that whistle

Yes, we brothers of the same kind, un-blind

Yes, same mind duckin one-time, same nine

Yes, I aim fine what I bang gettin lain down

With after I give 'em hang time then it’s game time

Yes, same gang nigga, young June, young Vishis

You punks better come wit it 'fore we come visit

Blastin them hammers — I ain’t no punk

Wanna Punk me?

You better bring Ashton and cameras

Heh.

would you blow that whistle?

At a ho that dissed you, or that clique crew

That you that’ll stiff you, like a Kodak picture

Please don’t depend on the short arms of the law

Naw, niggas be goin' crazy waitin' for they day

But me I know what time it is like Flava Flav, hey

Pimps, pussy and power, police, pitchers and hitters

The streets, religion, ballers, all of 'em getcha getcha if you don’t

Blow that whistle, blow that whistle

Blow that whistle, blow that whistle

Blow that whistle

Yes, niggas be lookin awfully hard to the car

Bein coughed out while I be Heimlich-ing off

The kind that’ll knock the primer off the side of your car

The kind that’ll bang the triangle off your garage

When it sound off, y’all’ll be talkin to God

Cause y’all are soft inside, you had to be bossin' up

So I had to be bossin' you down, talkin' hard

'Til I blow you across the street like a crossing guard

Ha, I will blow that whistle

Leave your brains all over the ho that’s with you

Leave you layin all over the flo' that’s with you

Leave your name all over the flow that fits you

This is for you and whoever you sold that shit to

I’m the soldier with the fo'-fo' that hits you

Pimps, pussy and power, police, pitchers and hitters

The streets, religion, ballers, all of 'em getcha getcha if you don’t

Blow that whistle, blow that whistle

Blow that whistle, blow that whistle

Blow that whistle

M (blow that whistle)

I (blow that whistle)

C (blow that whistle)

Young Vishis (blow that whistle)

Young June (blow that whistle)

My nigga Cash (blow that whistle)

Nottz Raw (blow that whistle)

My nigga K (blow that whistle), ha

To my niggas out West (blow that whistle)

To my niggas out East (blow that whistle)

To my niggas in the South (blow that whistle)

To my niggas up North (blow that whistle)

To my niggas in the middle (blow that whistle)

Yes, I will blow that whistle

Yes, so don’t go there with me

Yes, I will blow that whistle

Yes, so don’t go there with me

Yes, I will blow that whistle

Yes, so don’t go there with me