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nasaan blackout - bloodhound boppin كلمات أغنية

{verse 1: jeffrey moore}
walk down gang, we gon’ leave him to pieces (grrah, like, what?)
spot a opp, i might up it and fire (grrah, grrah, grrah)
pass me the jiggy ,i’m tryna get higher (like, what? like, what?)
put a o in his face, he’s a tire (grrah)
three deep, i’m with jenny and miah (yeah, gang)
opp thot, she get hit through the wig (like, what?)
like, i’ma up, i don’t need an assist (like, huh?)
big ebk, like, i did what i did (grrah, grrah, grrah)
like, no
where he go? (where he go?)
don’t run, red beam on his throat (like what?)
and the sh_t that i tote can’t fit in my coat (can’t fit in my coat)
b—big gun, it can’t fit in my swеater (grrah, grrah)
on that scene, .30s in lеather (grrah, grrah)
she a thot, she on top with her legs up (grrah, grrah)
i’m a demon on court, i’ma threat (like, what? like, what?)
suck my d_ck, ek, you next (grrah, grrah, grrah)
grrah, she a thot, bloodhound boppin
oh my god, what happened to wait? (grrah, grrah)
how you tough, you don’t do what you claim (claim)
he not a ‘ooter, he don’t put in pain (pain, grrah, grrah, grrah)
how you tough, too deep, and you copped it (like, what? like, what?)
i was 13 with a switch in my pocket (grrah, grrah, grrah)
she a freak, so i beat up the box (like, what? like, what?)
like, she get nasty, she know how to slop (grrah)
[verse 2: nasaan blackout]
how you tryna be something you not? (you not)
and i’m big eos n_gga, every opp shot (every opp shot)
like a package, put ’em in a box (in a box)
and they call me dwyane ’cause i’m nice with the rock
me and mellz too deep, two beams, two knocks (grrah, grrah)
in the v gettin’ deady off ‘dot (he dead)
ain’t no case, and yeah i did a lot
they gon’ think ima janitor i came wit’ a mop (grrah, grrah, grrah)
he ain’t tough when his back is a battery (on bro)
yeah these n_ggas be livin’ in fantasies (what?)
these n_ggas not really outside, put the beam to his face, he gotta face reality (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
don’t run
where he go?
he gon’ get shot if he throw up a o
everything deady, yeah, everybody know (on bro), and he look like a clown, red beam on his nose (on bro, on bro)
don’t run
don’t trip (don’t trip), mr. everything deady walkin’ through they sh_t (don’t run, don’t run)
oh, they mad, ’cause they mans in a spliff? (grrah, grrah)
all of the opp n_ggas suck my d_ck (grrah, grrah, grrah)
grrah, wassup
then it’s lit
suck my d_ck lefty, you a b_tch (on bro)
spinnin’ through courtland, i’m bumpin’ my sh_t (brr)
if he throw up a o then somebody get hit (grrah, grrah, woo)
[verse : ethan lopez3}
she a thotty, she bittin’ the sheet (what? d_mn)
he tried to run but i already peep (grrah, grrah, grrah)
runnin’ and dumpin’

- nasaan blackout

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