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ghetto baby boom - blood on my name كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(what up, savage?)
ain’t gon’ worry ’bout it, n_gga
yeah, we ain’t gon’ worry about it
what else, boom?

[chorus]
you can make that music that you shake your ass to (i ain’t on that sh_t, n_gga)
i’ma make that music that you blow your mag to (yeah)
go suit up, go get busy (okay), go suit up, tweak the city (come on)
they know it’s blood on my name, they gotta come correctly (yop, yop, don’t worry ’bout it)
you can make that music that you shake your ass to (what else?)
i’ma make that music that you blow your mag to (ghetto)
go suit up, go get busy (huh?), go suit up, tweak the city (come on, n_gga)
they know it’s blood on my name, they gotta come correctly (what else?)

[verse 1]
n_ggas say i’m dead, so my time gettin’ shorter (oh yeah)
crazy part about it, they ain’t ready, on my mama (i’m tryna tеll you)
n_ggas b_tches, you the type of n_gga shoot sh_t from thе corner (soft_ass n_gga)
you don’t want n0body dead, f_ck you doin’, tryna warn ’em? (lame_ass n_gga)
drop a lo’, put it on the floor, i pull up by myself (huh? they know)
all these n_ggas do is talk a lot, they beggin’ for attention (soft_ass n_ggas)
who is you? how you beef with ghetto baby and he don’t know you? (i don’t know you, n_gga, f_ck is wrong with y’all n_ggas?)
you the type to see him out and won’t say nothin’ (lame_ass n_gga)
ghetto type to see you out and get to blowin’ all in public (they know, yop, yop, n_gga)
if it’s up there, it’s stuck there, it ain’t no point in talkin’
i get money by my lonely, give a f_ck who f_ckin’ with me (yup)
if it ain’t about a dollar, i can’t even comprehend you (don’t worry ’bout it)
[chorus]
you can make that music that you shake your ass to (that’s what you on, huh?)
i’ma make that music that you blow your mag to (yah, yop)
go suit up, go get busy (come on), go suit up, tweak the city (don’t worry ’bout it)
they know it’s blood on my name, they gotta come correctly (i’m tellin’ you)
you can make that music that you shake your ass to (f_ggot_ass n_gga)
i’ma make that music that you blow your mag to (i’m tellin’ you)
go suit up, go get busy (yop), go suit up, tweak the city (don’t worry ’bout it)
they know it’s blood on my name, they gotta come correctly (real robbers, n_gga)

[verse 2]
you can make that music that’s gon’ get your people k!lled, huh
caught one to the opp, yop, all that playin’, that’s what you get, hmm
now, b_tch, come and f_ck a pit, huh, come suck a d_ck
i thought i told you, baby, we the realest it’s gon’ get
hmm, them n_ggas actin’ like they spin, them n_ggas ain’t on sh_t
she like the way i switch it up, she like the way i drip
she keep on tryna hit my ‘wood, i’m like, “this woody ‘dem”
he keep on tryna hit my ‘wood, i’m like, “you good, n_gga?”

- ghetto baby boom

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