What up y'all?      This Jed Thumpman         Let me tell y'all a little story   About a muthafucka that I know named Blaze      Now everytime we roll up a joint      Muthafuckas always be talkin' about Blaze Blaze Blaze         Man fuck Blaze   This muthafucka act like he puttin' it down for the hood      Talkin' bout everybody know Blaze, big baller      I don't give a fuck      Dead muthafucka don't get no special treatment from me      Look at Sarie's son little Eric      You know that muthafucka down to wear a wheelchair      I hate that muthafucka      And I don't show him no special treatment      So Blaze can kiss my ass            I put in work for my hood      So fuck a 9 to 5      You can find me on the corner      Hustlin' on the grind      They call me Mr. Lump Lump      So when their heads hear the thunder and the bump bump      They come out runnin' like the kids to the ice cream man      Children I'm sorry it's Blaze in the loony van   Playin' Atari, and I gotta do a crime to loot and 8 ball            Semi automatic with a clip for the law   All I wanna do is make money and smoke      Fuck hella bitches, and slang my dope      The law ain't good for a muthafuckin thang      But eatin' mad donuts, and gettin' all in the way      I been gone for more than a day, and some things changed      Some many died and some faded away   I represent the ghetto from Harlem to Pinewood         I ride for the hood, I put it down for the hood            I put it down for the hood      I ride for the hood      And all my muthafuckas is up to no good      Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up      So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck      I put it down for the hood      I ride for the hood      And all my muthafuckas is up to no good      Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up      So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck               I've been dead to the world for the last 11 years   My body's decomposing, I'm missin' part of my ear      Still gonna rock till the day I die again      Get up back from the dead, and ryde again      Walk again, talk thug shit, right   Empty mack clips, right         Keep it old school, wanna see that bitch? Uh huh      When it's thugs in King's coats and Raider's caps         Killers, jerry curls, and baseball bats   Ready to die like everyday      I put it down like a muthafucka, everyday      I drink brew and smoke weed like, everyday   And we all trying to get paid but anyway         Killas don't talk, but this one do      Talk you out your wallet let the 45 blast you      Twice in the chest, once in the face      Plus the extra heater on the safe side in case   Your bitch is wack well she can catch one too         Cause if you're down with your hood      Then your hood down with you            I put it down for the hood   I ride for the hood         And all my muthafuckas is up to no good      Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up   So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck         I put it down for the hood         I ride for the hood   And all my muthafuckas is up to no good      Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up      So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck            Psychopathic just like thugs      We ball, and we fight      And just like the freaks I come out every night      Holdin' down the sidewalk      Standin' amongst muthafuckas that's soon to be outlined in chalk      Sippin' on a cold ass 40 of OE         Live from the DET we OG   Pissy drunk always, we dead bumpin'   Stay thug with the throw away in the trunk         Bitch slapper, fuck a bitch rapper      Bitches were made for fuckin' but that's another chapter   Bitch you don't know me, don't approach me      Thinkin' that you're down with Blaze ya dead homie      G Blood imbedded in street blocks            That's why I put it down, and blast with many shots   Bullet holes in my chest, it's all good      Man I even died for my hood, muthafucka            I put it down for the hood      I ride for the hood      And all my muthafuckas is up to no good      Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up      So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck         I put it down for the hood   I ride for the hood      And all my muthafuckas is up to no good      Cause everybody in the hood is trying to come up      So gimme all of your money before you get your ass stuck