Blazin Janey Lyrics

Chorus:
Skies are dark and days are rainy
Houston Texas blazin janey
Things been kind of crazy lately
but they`ll neva fade my baby
verse 1:
Harder than da pain
I don`t think yall can stop me
Sell so much yay boys call me lil Rocky
Guess what I bought me an old ass jalopy
Slabbed it out nasty comin down Scott Street
Working on my tape Ima call it welches grape
Working on my movie called Planet of the Dranks
I`m true to my hood
Built with my partners
Houston went Screwston
That kind of shocked us, shocked us

Flip Flop white leather bring it down in nice weather
Im a big dice better
Polo on my tight sweater
Is da eye opener
strike like cobra
pockets so swole
I mean fat like Oprah
bang to the boogie
The game getting ugly
Roll on the bird just like the dog Snoppy
Rivals, punks trynna hold my title
You couldn`t pass me on a motherfuckin motorcycle
(Chorus) 2x`s
Angela Perez verse 2:
shit ain`t da way it used to be baby things is kind of crazy
Be blazin on dat janey just to keep me sane
See these cats is actin shady but I promise they can`t fade me
Too real to the game can`t touch me or that S.P
Like the birdman why? Cause I fly in any weather
On the rainiest of days I`ll still be doin better
stackin cheddar that`s my mission neva cease no doubt
U can hate it u can love it
But u can`t stop my route
I`ll be reppin` to da fullest Dope House ride or die
Don`t test my soldiers we don`t click we familize
And the skies if they dark cause we still goin shine
Everytime we come around we gone leave them boys blind
Stay high Ima keep my head up stay on my grind
I can keep my bread up neva let up playa
We ain`t goin nowhere we some veterans in the game been hustlin for years
(Chorus) 2x`s
verse 3:
DVD changer
stacka and a slanga
Bring her to the party with one in the chamber
Married to the cut renew my vowels
walkin down the aisles in my pink crocidiles
I`m a screwer and a chopper
Think like Betty Crocker
Boys wanna knock me
but fuck a nigga knocker
Im da realest in this business
More ikas than a chemist but the fear in hymnist but got love like tennis
Imma minisce squeeze triggers like lemons
I can win a rap contest with one sentence
And they jealous
But I can show `em what hell is
I bring da rain and yall bring umbrellas
Im reastless black lock cock it back in the shoot
Nigga blowin up like some motherfuckin rainingsuit Candycoop
I used to be to fat to hoop
Now I jump so high niggaz think that I got magic shoes
(chorus) 2x`s