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realbleeda - alphabets كلمات أغنية

[intro]
you have a prepaid call from the biggest fan
you can see him at east baton rouge parish prison
bleeda sh_t (ayo, twin, you goin’ crazy)

[chorus]
i can’t slow down on them pills, i been takin’ them, for real
i put a rollie on my wrist to show exactly how i feel (that’s how i feel)
threw a cuban on my neck, and two_hundred behind the wheel
had a hundred racks for that
that’s a lot of stacks for that
play, i get you whacked for that

[verse]
and my shooter, squeeze, ‘lone, he all behind them alphabets
no, i won’t never lean on you, i won’t hear the half of that
ain’t no b_tch i need
i get memories and find your number, cl!ck delete (nah, nah)
that’s too much of cash for all your ass to be ’round
you the type to get ’round n_ggas who say that my partner and salt mе down (and salt me down)
fake just like thеy fake too
that fake sh_t make me hate you (you)
was gettin’ to that point where i might have to face you
a love letter? why would i write it, if i know it ain’t no thug letter?
i get excited when my body full of drugs, n_gga
i’m in the streets, this sh_t get deep, but i’ma thug in ’em
no, ain’t no love in ’em
i know they don’t know how far this can go when drawin’ blood, n_gga
i know they don’t know we outside they home for they blood, n_gga
[bridge]
uh, uh_uh
haha
man, this sh_t deep, i tried to tell ’em, man (umm, um, for they blood, for they blood)
they gotta be like this at your f_ckin’ throat (for they blood, for they blood)
come out (for they blood, for they blood)

[verse]
i’ll leave one in the street, tryna see who i’ma eat
how i live, i’m a g
this sh_t run all in my genes, huh?
get fresh a b_tch, you’d think you got stepped on by mr. clean, huh?
they chalk sh_t with that stick, and, yeah, everything on the scene, huh?
if it’s pressure, you know we on it (uh)
arch the glock, it came with the beam on it
make the wrong move, we gon’ snooze, have your team on it
look what i turned out to be, the block left me on it

[chorus]
i can’t slow down on them pills, i been takin’ them, for real
i put a rollie on my wrist to show exactly how i feel
threw a cuban on my neck, and two_hundred behind the wheel (behind the wheel)
had a hundred racks for that
that’s a lot of stacks for that
play, i get you whacked for that

- realbleeda

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