
beezyb - red lyrics
[intro]
(yo they sleep chenpol, wake these p_ssies up)
fifty
(you rocking with voidd lil b_tch)
sliding them blocks, spinning them blocks n_gga
this sh_t ain’t gon ever stop n_gga
free the brim reaper n_gga
on gang
fifty
[chorus]
sliding on blocks and we paint em red
n_ggas be undercover and they fed
they having pistols but i’m having lead
shoot at his whip and it look like bread
one foul play and i left him dead
stick hitting hard like that sh_t a [?]
did a driveby and you know i fled
[?] shaking like he got some dreads
i ain’t no doctor but i’m selling meds
stick all brown and it look like ted
your hoe riding d_ck she on some pеgs
i got some real ties with somе mobster n_ggas
shooters off drugs and they look like thrillas
i’m moving real evil just like i’m sinister
i’m hopping out lambs and that sh_t aventador
[verse]
i’m still catching plays when i be in singapore
all black glock and this sh_t ain’t registered
guns coming in and we got a plethora
[?] like we broke [?]
pounds coming in and it came from denver
no we can’t dap if you ain’t no member
[?] south and it’s in the fender
rocking real ice like this sh_t december
[?] coming in and we got that [?]
make that sh_t rain like we got umbrellas
shooters in suits looking like the goodfellas
left you in a drought and it look like a desert
you a small fry, light like a feather
riding with bae and she hold my beretta
imma keep sliming till i get revenge
we clean sh_t up like we doing a cleanse
these n_ggas be hoes and they want amends
shots coming in and the bullets be dense
go_go gadget cars came with hideouts
sliding so hot, n_gga i had to re_route
glock nine tucked and we let em bleed out
the pounds coming in them trash bags
sliding with sticks like this sh_t is baghdad
we flip that n_gga like his ass a flapjack
[chorus]
sliding on blocks and we paint em red
n_ggas be undercover and they fed
they having pistols but i’m having lead
shoot at his whip and it look like bread
one foul play and i left him dead
stick hitting hard like that sh_t a [?]
did a driveby and you know i fled
[?] shaking like he got some dreads
i ain’t no doctor but i’m selling meds
stick all brown and it look like ted
your hoe riding d_ck she on some pegs
i got some real ties with some mobster n_ggas
shooters off drugs and they look like thrillas
i’m moving real evil just like i’m sinister
i’m hopping out lambs and that sh_t aventador
[outro]
(yo they sleep chenpol, wake these p_ssies up)
(you rocking with voidd lil b_tch)
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