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steppa k - out for blood كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, you know
we been steppin’, now it’s just time to terrorize sh_t, you feel me?
yeah
(producer tags)

[verse 1]
every other week, we slidin’, tryna dirty up them sticks
man, it’s quiet on they block, you here them switches and them bl!cks
you was gangsta with your squad, but now you p_ssy without your clique
man i hate you faking n_ggas, man that sh_t makes me so sick
how you see me you ain’t do nun?
you see me, you ain’t shoot nun
you hopping on the media, like lil’ boy come do sum
you claiming you my opp, but your partner thinking you dumb
y’all claim y’all from the jungle, y’all ain’t ever have to rob a n_gga
bullets get to flying, then you n_ggas get to stumbling
thought y’all did gymnastics by the way you n_ggas tumbling
i’m sleeping with my glock, therе ain’t no lacking, ain’t no fumbling
yeah, you n_ggas diss but ain’t n0body even slidе n_gga
y’all claim y’all want my head, but i always be outside n_gga
this body bout to drop, but there ain’t no name until they cry n_gga
see, murda see me shooting out the whip, laying up fye n_gga
they tried to k!ll lil’ snipe, man they had that one good try n_gga
how you shootin’ off one bullet, but expected us to die n_gga?
you ain’t shoot to k!ll
now i gotta do this drill
now i gotta shoot to k!ll and get this n_gga outta here
n_gga i can smell the fear, plus he knows i’m out for blood
n_ggas hanging with them lil’ monkeys, while i’m with them thugs
yeah, we got all the drugs, why? we robbed all the plugs
welcome to the 6, we ain’t no gang and that’s the truth
these crackers tryna lock me up for spittin’ in the booth
we getting to the bread and robbing n_ggas for they loot
all that flexin’ on your story, now your ass done lost a tooth
now y’all claim y’all from the [joe?], they had me locked up in the zoo
you can’t walk out by yourself, that’s why you always call your crew
put that t and g together, drop the 3 cause he a b_tch
if i go and k!ll that n_gga, i know his people and nem gone snitch
i can’t wait to see that fat b_tch again, and dumb the clip
if i’m running with my n_ggas, then i’m finna send a blitz
you get split, we switch the whip, we leaving teddy bears outside
on the internet he gangsta, when he see me, drop his pride
he ain’t even slang no iron, tell that p_ssy boy to stop lying
they in the party, but they hiding
telling hoes that they be sliding
stop the cap, and drop the low
so i can rock out like a show
if they got money, we got more
dropping 3’s, and throwing 4’s
check the score, we uped the score
around them hoes, them n_ggas bold
but when it’s pressure, they gone fold
free my n_ggas up the road
don’t want to see me in that mode
tryna to take a n_gga soul
dead silence, clutching poles
tryna take a n_gga life
man, i’m tryna do us right
but every night i got to fight
i’ve been living in the dark, but now it’s time i see the light
i been thuggin in them fields, so i been earned my lil’ stripes
talking shooters bite to bite
cause when i see him it’s on sight
and i always stand on business, so i gotta take his life
he go to jail, i f_ck his wife
and eat the p_ssy, like it’s rice
play your cards, just roll the dice
man, i spared your life like twice
they call me creep but know i’m real
cause i’m really in them fields
and they ask me why i’m still clutching, right up in the field
i don’t give a f_ck about nun, you won’t know how i feel
yeah, say you won’t know how i feel
every other week we slidin’, tryna do another drill
every other i’m slidin’, tryna catch another k!ll n_gga
[outro]
every other week, we slidin’, tryna dirty up them_
man, it’s quiet on they block, you here them switches and them_
you was gangsta with your squad, but now you p_ssy without your_
man i hate you faking n_ggas, man that sh_t makes me so sick, n_gga
f_ck you talking bout, yuh (straight up)

- steppa k

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