[Intro]
Blast off
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump
[Verse 1: Roscoe]
I got hand grenades, land mines and Glock nine’s
Triple beams, screams and busted spleens and broken spines
Broken bones and open domes from explodin’ chromes
I got a home in Rome, how you holdin’ homes?
You still throwin’ stones, breakin’ niggas for they figures shootin’ bones
I got every kind of ammo; from Glocks to sling shots and rocks
To a Heckle and Koch with a close potent red dot
With a red spot on your fore-head (Forehead)
We blowin’ up countries with nuclear war-heads
The plague spreads, Generation X
Bustin’ old heads with hollows, penetratin’ ya neck
Came here in a bucket
Got away in a Lex, don’t flex
They won’t find the body, just pieces and specs
I got full clips and 2 Tek’s, but I never put the safety on
On a Kawasaki racer you can never chase me on
Never catch me on, my heat tightly in my palm
One more step I’m blowin’ off shin’s and fore-arms
I’m Dumpin’
[Hook]
Blastin’, Blastin’ Blastin’
I’m Dumpin
First one come through blastin' nigga
[Verse 2: Eastwood]
I stay ready with my pistol cocked
Bustin’ shot’s at weak blocks
With, seventeen cops all around my spot
They tryna hold a nigga suspect
They say I’m loaded with Tek’s
And if I’m freed then they don’t know what’s next
Cuz I’m Eastwood smashin’ as the Young Assassin
Blastin’, dashin’ stashin’ the heat with passion action Jackson
Quick with lead poison attacks
Rappin’, packin’ spit’s see them venomous raps
Where ya heat at? I bet y’all ten to one
That deals get done, one still we all walk out one
Nigga I’m Dumpin’
[Hook]
Forever with a strap and a smile
I’m Dumpin’
Don’t make Young Wood get wild (yea nigga)
I’m Dumpin’
Forever with a strap and a smile
I’m Dumpin’
Don’t make Y.A. get wild
[Verse 3: Daz Dillinger]
Who come through hoo bangin’ on niggas
Daz Dillinger nigga, rough n’ rugged and raw
Smashin’ and breakin’ niggas jaws
Cash money make me move somethin’
Five ten’s and hundreds make a nigga kill somethin’
I’m just chillin’ relaxin’ rollin’ in my four door classy
Jumpin’ out on (Yo, what's up?) these niggas prepared and we blastin’
Sendin’ niggas to there fuckin’ greatest fuckin’ master
DPG and Makaveli nigga Young Assassins, I’m Dumpin’
[Hook]
Blastin’ on these bitch ass niggas
I’m Dumpin’
Cali coast ring from head to head
Yea nigga
[Verse 4: Plague]
I’m combustible, combusted dumpin’ on you busters
When the lead fly your head fly say a little somethin'
I make a tough guy a dead guy put that on somethin'
Nigga that’s on me you won’t leave faggot’s die bleedin'
Ain’t no guarantee you guarantee you never stop breathin'
Look that’s what the game get ya
Plague take the flames with ya
We make a tall nigga crumble like the trade centre
Y.A. made raised me in
These cops want a nigga locked they tryna cage me in
That’s why we shoot first, cause we ain’t got nothin’ to lose
They struck a nerve lit a match and ignited the fuse
I’m six short from a six pack, I think I’m goin' crazy
Till they bury me, I’ll never let these mother fuckers worry me
I’m Dumpin’
Dumpin, Dumpin
[Hook]
Blastin’ on these blastin’ on these niggas
I’m Dumpin’
[Verse 5: 2Pac]
Murderous mind state
Can’t keep my nine straight
Sippin’ on this Hennessey waitin’ for the time to break
Show up and mother fuckers bow down recognize
(Y.A., Outlaw, Dogg Pound Riders)
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well known fellas labelled for drugs sellin’ merciless jackers
Forever buzzed roll with thugs and don’s
Commence to lettin’ off rounds
Then escape in the fog, who want to see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he’s sleepin’
My Mini fourteen murderin’ niggas while they creepin'
Uh, duck or you ass out
Drink till you pass out, ain’t scared to die
Drunk drivin’ in my glass house
Niggas is under me, they bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga now they want to really see
Bomb first my motto, it’s fully guaranteed
Niggas is playa haters, label em’ my enemies
I’m Dumpin’
[Hook]
Blastin’ on every nigga soft
I’m Dumpin’
Two shot’s to this motherfuckin jaw
[Verse 6: Tristar]
I got millimeters, Desert eagles and stolen regales
Nobody can do it like me and my people when dumpin’
I got 6 Glocks (6 Glocks), 1 Tek (1 Tek)
And a M-16 with a infra-blue beam
Bout to set off
Dumpin’, Dumpin’ got these bitch niggas jumpin’
Pumpin’ the pump, and beware
Four niggas comin’ with nothin to lose (nothin to lose)
[Hook]
Um a dump, dump, dump, um a dump
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump
I’m dumpin
Blastin, blastin, blastin, blastin
I’m dumpin
First one
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