Don't Blow It

Collect call originates

From a correctional facility in Missouri

And may be recorded or monitored

[City Spud]

Yo nigga, this City

Answer the phone next time

You probably gonna call right back but

Alrght, one

[Murphy Lee]

(Don't blow it)

City spud said what up

And to give you this message

(Don't blow it) [Repeat: x2]

Ali said peace

And learn today's lesson

(Don't blow it) [Repeat: x2]

Kyjuan said them

New Jordans comin' out

(Don't blow it) [Repeat: x2]

And Nelly said there's

Goin' be a party down south

[Chorus: x4]

For the nigga mention my name

I let him know the deal

City nigga, the same nigga

You thought was a lame nigga

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]

Now Murphy Lee is really ready

Fully prepared and well done

I told you that I'd give you my all if I sell none

Expected to sell plenty

Lotta more than Kenny

Big as "Coming To America" since I came and sent it

They saw he got his own money

"That boy got his own money!"

So please don't try to take nothin' from me

I'm talkin' consequences, all my conses see quince

Will literally take yo face off for the tiniest reason

I'm eas-un, eas-un on down down down down down

Makin' my rounds, I'm like a new Santa in town

Clown, calm down

I got issues like magazines

I'll leave you washed up, cut and cooked like Mama greens

You only cook every once in a while like lima beans

Me, I'm there all the time behind the scenes

Livin' my little dream (Uh-oh!)

Smokin' on Cali green (Uh-oh!)

Me, Mike Veen, federal in tinted limousines dirty

[Chorus: x4]

[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]

Come on derrty be for real

I can let you know the deal like a salesman

I could get you out of these bars like a jail bail man

But nah, I'm a rapper I'ma put you in bars

You practice lookin' hard and you missin' preseason

So when it's game time you on the side chearleadin'

I'll have you breathing in and out like Ali

Haters like Marley, he hot like tamales

I'm the same dirty

That came wit them boys in the Range dirty

And it's strange how we 16 mil in they change dirty

Exchange the Range for the six fo' that sit low

Haters sick though, mad 'cause they didn't like us from the get-go