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j4 krazy & jdot breezy - keep bleeding كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: j4 krazy]
what ya mans wanna do, get stood on
if we pull up on the street, we gone leave the whole hood smokin’
glock in my hand, i’ll split a n_gga head open
2022 when we slide, n_ggas still chokin’
said he bangin’ blue, but he red, n_gga set trippin
blood in the street, told my bro don’t step in it
chop in my lap, i’ll leave a n_gga wet wit it
set so dry, everyday that we crept it
trap stayed open, i remember n_ggas slept in it
pull up in that car, bet a n_gga get left in it
glock in my right, shoot da yop wit my left hand
my 7.62s make a opp do a headstand
kentaе scared, man, them n_ggas need a rebrand
i bе blowin money, man, a n_gga get freebandz
catch you wit a opp, bet we lay ya on the cement
how i been a b, you the one who keep bleedin’?
knowin how it go, missin’ me with the preachin’
you could say my hi_tech, n_gga, line of the cement
hit a n_gga yard, n_gga tryna get a breach in
tried to get it done, ain’t bro, where the bleach at?
tryna get ya head cracked? b_tch don’t speak then
twin got the band, but we still on defense
she don’t wanna f_ck, send me a sneak peek then
n_gga hit the building, get it litty, then we leavin’
turnt on the opps, man them n_ggas do lil’ sh_t
stand on the block, we gone make the whole hood switch
say bro smokin’ mitch, that’s fye, that’s some good sh_t
how y’all got that lil n_gga ried and ain’t did sh_t?

[verse 2: jdot breezy]
chop back him up, like, “his ass need a wristband” (yeah)
get racks, f_ck n_gga, i don’t get mad
hit ’em with the k, left him stank, with his b_tch ass
we done put a opp n_gga on a sh_tbag
new opp pack, gotta call ricky
do a n_gga bad, b_tch gimme a reason
f_ck yo brudda, ion f_ck with them people
hit up the block, hit the gas, then we leavin
ain’t sh_t safe, n_gga brudda gone lay, leave him face down dead with his brain out leakin’
out with that dope, better pray you 4 deep ina whip, everybody up in the car been fiendin
hit everything in the face, gotta keep my pace, like feet won’t heal, leave him creamin’ [??? wdf]
talk that talk, bet a n_gga won’t play, swerve up, _bow bow_, man down, he bleedin’
aye, my shooters see red, better think wit yo head before you go meet the pastor and deacon
we hit his head, then it lock up his legs, he just fell to the ground, he just layin’ there tweakin’

- j4 krazy jdot breezy

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