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lil’ hawk (bloods) – murda flo كلمات اغاني

intro:

_ blood, how the f_ck that’s why i discovered, hpw do other mothaf_ckas get their time in papers, blood? you know i’m sayin’?
_ you get off like that, huh…
_ basically, i don’t f_ck, where do we come_the checks just come in, blood? ay, what, ay tryna turn into a, kick back og gangsta from on the streets, mad lanin’, man, i’m havin’, blood, i mean on lanes, n_gga

verse:

i know these mothaf_ckas like “d_mn, this n_gga spittin'”
i guess i’m feelin’ like that n_gga nas, this sh_t was written
when it come to this rap, i’mma reberate
it’s all day, with the k, the magazine will spray
i paint the vivid pictures, come find this sh_t and getcha
f_cked off, carried off, my b_tch n_ggas
do i trust somethin’? i don’t trust nothin’
if the sh_t lookin’ brazy then my gun is bustin’
my flow is sick, i got stupid bars
these b_tches ridin’ on my d_ck like they in (?)
i’m quick to woop in on it, then i’m bookin’ on it
i ain’t the n_gga that be trippin’, i’ll be sippin’ on it
i’m a gangsta and a gentleman, in the red pendletons
was the last that they saw, when i hit them in
i’m burnin’ rubber on the bike, smoke from the tires
politicians i don’t f_ck with, and they some lies
so many babies crips, but hey, who am i?
just another black n_gga that they want to die
the ghetto’s gettin’ cold, you better dress warm
i ain’t actin’ like no b_tch, for me that’s out the norm
i gotta have some faith, they go in every ways
my enemies i swear they see some other days
i’m from cmg, so don’t f_ck with me
i got some n_ggas that will ride with me, on the b
but i’m a red rida, so i can hold my own
mafia known, mafia shown ’til the n_gga gone
a storm in the mount, they don’t bee me kreepin’
this sh_t i got up out the window, everybody sleepin’
yeah, rise and shine, military time
this not a drill, this sh_t is real, i’m bustin’ twin nines
it’s a thin line, you bet not never cross
you ain’t no boss these n_ggas off, i’m ’bout to k!ll ’em off
i’m a damu, that’s blood language in swahili
asalamu with the strap i’m always standin’ busy
i ain’t buyin’ what you sellin’, you’s a counterfeit
this punk b_tch think she snitch, she been around a bit
i’m sorry, baby, but i’m not a rookie
slide the bread and you can play wit’ yo’ own p_ssy
i’m on that bity sh_t, i slide like this
i don’t know about you but i get mines like this
one to my n_gga braze, the figueroa rida
most likely taken, the trigga built the fire
my mama always told me “son, don’t tempt your life”
no matter if the situation, is wrong or right
i know she love me, she (?) want me so she always prayin’
every night i’m shoutin’ off with the god’s plan
this lifestyle that i live i don’t recommend
ain’t gon’ get yo’ ass out, once yo’ ass is in

- lil hawk bloods

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