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realbleeda - rasta man lyrics

[intro]
i’m just a young man that be asked (who?) like why am i a rasta man many people see i many people ask i, why am i a rasta man (n_gga know [?])
(mercy beatz, n_gga)
(i’m tryna find rico who the f_ck is rico?)
you know in a bleeda situation you get caught in all you gone do is bleed
you know it’s switches situation i don’t need a n_gga seeing my sh_t
you ain’t no f_cking stepper lil boy
get off my d_ck
bleeda sh_t
look

[chorus]
ole d_ck riding, d_ck hopping ass n_ggas
ima bleed ya b_tch you better keep your pistol on you
this the sh_t in the song, watch me knock yo dome loose
treat you just like a b_tch and n_gga open palm you
like for real, i got sk!lls, tell me what it is
late night i’m rollin, loaded, i’m with my partner full of pills
get in the the way and watch you die f_ck how a n_gga feel
stupid b_tch f_ck ’round and got jacked, bro get him out his gear
walk down with that switch attach that blatt, what they ain’t tryna hear
.38 so f_cking loud you might wan’ hold yo ears
we get the call, push up we ballin them soon as we see ’em
we get the call, push up we ballin them soon as we see ’em
uh
[verse 1]
step on you
rep on you
ain’t no helping them
step on you
f_ck all of that
i’ll be above the rim
out my f_cking noggin
chopper poppin at ya posse
have ’em running ducking dodging
they want me to stop the violence
well tell that b_tch stop all that hiding
f_ck that matter a fact i got it
boom blam
(down to spin ,moment of silence)

[chorus]
ole d_ck riding, d_ck hopping ass n_ggas
ima bleed ya b_tch you better keep ya pistol on you
this the sh_t in the song, watch me knock yo dome loose
treat you just like a b_tch and n_gga open palm you
like for real, i got sk!lls, tell me what it is
late night i’m rollin, loaded, i’m with my partner full of pills
get in the the way and watch you die f_ck how a n_gga feel
stupid b_tch f_ck ’round and got jacked, bro get him out his gear
walk down with that switch attach that blatt, what they ain’t tryna hear
.38 so f_cking loud you might wan’ hold yo ears
we get the call, push up we ballin them soon as we see ’em
we get the call, push up we ballin them soon as we see ’em
uh uh
[verse 2]
we pop the trunk, mm
bow
leave him in that b_tch
big ass choppa i won’t miss with this
they tryna put me in the fishing net
but i’m too raw for that
he crossed the gun line, and got a tombstone for crossing that
let off 84 by myself it ain’t no f_cking randy moss from me
i be on that hawking sh_t
catch him slipping, ball the b_tch
who you want?
all’em
you on this car, follow ’em
till we pull up and handle business and k!ll all of em
i’m ’bout my chicken, ’bout my revenue
blow yo f_cking face off, i thought i told yo stupid ass don’t move
i be with them goons behind them murders while we smoking shrooms
catch a flunky and sweep his ass, he was slow couldn’t jump the broom
who wan’ nothing but hats
bro come through the front i come through the back
clutching a stick with that micro b_tch
the first thing i see n_ggas ass getting whacked
she like i’m a cookie like ’cause she a brownie on this blatt
srt on the back of my gat
front row squeeze, you hear that blatt (blatt)x4
[outro]
(mercy beatz, n_gga)
(caught in a bleeda situation n_gga all you gone do is bleed, you gone bleed)
(i’m tryna find rico who the f_ck is rico)
(you know you catch a n_gga you heard me, you catch a n_gga fumbling you heard me lil dude what you doing?)
(let me show you how to creep up) x2
(walk down)x2
(all 10)x2

- realbleeda lyrics

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