Bizz-E BlazE – Put 'Em On Lyrics

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[Intro]
100 percent no 50/50
Hoes is fuckin' wit me everytime I'm in city
I get love like PAC & biggie
This my year I'm goin strong, Charles Manson on every song
It feels so right it should be wrong
Every show goin' dumb, I put 'em on

[Verse 1]
They say they feelin the flow
More than these Bitches That's Feelin my Stroke
Where ya Feelin' To Go
Anything Goes, Nigga I'm goin 4 Broke
Dawg This ain't no Joke
Peep My Team On Scene, Lookin Mean
Bout To Scheme On them Hotties in Dior Couture Jeans
See me inside their inseams
Got dick 4 they Splines, Got Smoke, To make em' Lean
But they get no green if they some fiends
This Is what they want Ignorance?
This the type of shit that make ya Jump
That'll Make Ya Blood Pump
Fists Fly, Knife fights, Guns Dump, now sit back & watch the Come Up
All My Scums Deep So u kno them Fools Don't Run Up
SmackFest Until The Suns Up & when this Bitch Ends Roll Mo' Blunts
Hoes tellin' me that I'm so blunt and upfront, you know I put 'em on

[Hook]
I Put Em On, Put put Put Em On (Cuz I'm On My Shit)
I Put Em On, put, put, Put Em On (Cuz I'm In this Bitch)
I Put Em On, put, put, Put Em On
So When they see me, They Know that shit's about to go down!

[Verse 2]
Yea Uhh all I want is Bottles Around me, and some girls
Bring Ya Friends, fuck an I.D
But Oddly, All them Haters Keep Eyeing Me
Wondering what they tryna see, all My scums Run V.I.P
So We keep Pouring, Head Shots Til' The Morning
Bitches Pull On my Arm, Just To tell me I'm on it
Then She Pull On my Dick, Jus to tell me she want it
Shit cherish the moment, as I Outshine Any Opponent
Now im stuck in drive til I get mine, everybody know that it's my time
Everybody know that a nigga so cold
And you couldn't be cool wearin' shorts in da winter
Servin' These chickens Like a Drive thru Nigga, I'll b in ya hood
I ain't a drive-thru nigga, But It's Tedious To get this work right
So pardon My Manners, My Plates a Lil bigger
Go Figure, got ya bread u cater to gold digger
Bitch u wouldn't get a dime if I dished it from Moe Williams
Give u metaphors for those underdraws, Adlibs for that Ass & Tits
We could go Bar for Bra But when we done u ain't leavin wit shhhitt...

[Bridge]
[Bizz-E BlazE]
I told em, now go and tell them I put you on
Tell them the team got you too... Yea... ScuM GamG, YunG FresH!

[Hook]
I Put Em On, Put put Put Em On,(Cuz I'm On My Shit)
I Put Em On, put, put , Put Em On (Cuz I'm in this Bitch)
I Put Em On, put, put, Put Em On (So When they see me)
They know, That shit's about to go down!

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