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bloodhound q50 - wrappers كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bloodhound q50]
long live my brother, he probably k!lled your b_tch_ass brother (this sh_t gon’ be crazy, jacc)
go (uh)

[chorus: bloodhound q50]
i wouldn’t be me if i shot out the whip
stood over his ass ’til i ran out of sh_lls, i gotta start bringin’ an extra clip (pew_pew)
n_gga had more hoes than a pimp
folks made roro dyk_ ass trip
i keep my strap more than that b_tch
why the f_ck is you tradin’ pipes for attempts?
my glock 23 more dirty than tris
f_ck 95, they duckin’ this sh_t
____ died, he couldn’t duck this switch
monkey in the middle’ll get you blitzed
i’m bloodhound, so she wanna eat d_ck
if tae want it, i’ma take your kit
four bucks, that’s just for a fit
go, go

[verse 1: bloodhound q50]
i’ma get to clappin’ if i get the wrong vibe
i lost my brother, that’s why i stay high
we was two deep, just out here slidin’
if you wanna be gang, drop an l, k!ll a y
if you go catch a body, then you might get signed
n_ggas be b_tch, that sh_t a disguise
go, go
caught my first vic’, it was sweet
count them hats on both hands, two more, then i’m countin’ on my feet
real_deal clapper, you know i’m elite

it’s me and swerv in a srt
n_ggas be b_tch, be duckin’ that beef
get your b_tch ass out of the streets
go, go
[chorus: bloodhound q50, bloodhound q50 & screwly g]
i wouldn’t be me if i shot out the whip
stood over his ass ’til i ran out of sh_lls, i gotta start bringin’ an extra clip
n_gga had more hoes than a pimp
folks made roro dyk_ ass trip
i keep my strap more than that b_tch
why the f_ck is you tradin’ pipes for attempts?
my glock 23 more dirty than tris
f_ck 95, they duckin’ this sh_t
____ died, he couldn’t duck this switch
monkey in the middle’ll get you blitzed
i’m bloodhound, so she wanna eat d_ck
if tae want it, i’ma take your kit
four bucks, that’s just for a fit
go, go

[verse 2: screwly g]
uh, uh, uh_huh
in the straight with 50, finna go on a hit (yoom)
i done left blood on blocks when i blew my glock, been steppin’ on sh_t since a jit (pew, pew, pew_pew)
lil’ bro love gettin’ high so much, he’ll rob a n_gga just to pay for his kit (you know that)
n_ggas be postin’ them lil’_ass rolls and them weak_ass clothes, spent that on my fit (broke ass)
opp b_tch gave me some head and made me mad, the b_tch ain’t usin’ no spit (the f_ck?)
i told the b_tch to stop, get off my c_ck, dumb b_tch can’t suck no d_ck (gotta go)
long live scoom, if a b_tch try to backdoor us, on folks, gon’ clap that b_tch (f_ck nene)
long live jeff, you would’ve clapped dude from trap, if the switch ain’t cl!ck, you p_ss (f_ck him too)
hmm, alright, uh, f_ck the 5, n_ggas ain’t on sh_t (grrah)
n_ggas don’t post on the 3 no more ’cause n_ggas got shot every time they spinned (they know that)
before this rappin’ sh_t, we was wrappin’ sh_t, you can’t name a block we ain’t bent (you know that)
n_gga, we’ll spin out of fishbowls, bail out with two poles, huntin’ tryna see where he went (where the f_ck he goin’? rrah, rrah)
alright, uh, scope on the block tryna see where he went (uh_huh)
chase a n_gga down tryna jump the gate, ain’t no gettin’ away, leave his ass on the fence (there he go right there, rrah)
all he heard was switch and drac’ (pew), then felt the shots, his ass couldn’t flinch
i heard the b_tch_ass n_gga ain’t die, still felt that fire, we ain’t seen him since (ah_ha)
n_ggas be talkin’ ’bout bodies, ain’t got no body, that sh_t don’t make no sense (the f_ck?)
i heard the n_gga got shot with five, but really was nine like 50 cent (like curtis jackson)
soon as we bounced out on him, he knew he was done, that n_gga knew it was it (that n_gga knew it was over)
soon as he fell on the ground, bro gave him more rounds, yelled out, “i told you, b_tch”
[outro: screwly g]
b_tch_ass n_gga
long live my brother, n_gga, he probably k!lled your brother, n_gga
know that, n_gga
f_ck the opps crazy, n_gga
grrah

- bloodhound q50

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