Headtaps - Bloodhound Lil Jeff: letras de canciones, vídeos musicales y conciertos

Bloodhound Lil Jeff

Headtaps

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Headtaps fue publicado el 1 de enero de 2025 por Drench LLC / Grade A Productions como parte del álbum Bloody Bruddas

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bloodhound Lil Jeff

Bloodhound Lil Jeff

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jeffery Harris

Lyrics

Letras

[Intro]

Brrt

Yeah

Brrt, uh (Yeah)

[Chorus]

When we jump out, all you hear is Dracs and switches (Brrt)

Really get shit gone, don't do no missin' (No)

Baked his ass just like some chicken

Spank they ass for all the dissin'

Bitch, we play ball, don't do no slippin' (No)

Fifty shots stick out the glizzy

He got hit and started trippin'

He fell over, now he finished

I can't bap, I took a L

Ever since, bitch, I been winnin'

I love this shit, think I'm addicted

I can't stop rappin' 'bout the trenches

They shot my cousin, but ain't kill him

For some weeks straight, we were spinnin'

But the only difference is

When shh got caught, bitch, we killed him

[Verse 1]

Sent his ass above the ceilin'

You know we overstand on business

I'm not just rappin', I'm still spinnin'

We can't be cool, bitch, I can't kick it

If you get caught and with your children

Don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm still blickin' (Brrt, brrt)

We get up close, don't hit civilians

I'm stackin' hats up to the ceilin'

He got hit once and he was finished

7.62s same size as missiles

Couldn't play her part, so I went missin'

Don't got no heart, don't got no feelin'

Ain't signin' no deal unless it's a million

I'm not a hero, more like a villain

You ain't never killed no killer

We been got back, long live Lil Nizzle

You not like that, soft as a pillow

A-wipe your nose, don't need no tissue

Can get into it without an issue

Spin out of cars with just three windows (You know that)

Them trenches know that I'm official

(You know that, yeah, them trenches know that I'm official)

[Chorus]

When we jump out, all you hear is Dracs and switches (Brrt)

Really get shit gone, don't do no missin' (No)

Baked his ass just like some chicken

Spank they ass for all the dissin'

Bitch, we play ball, don't do no slippin' (No)

Fifty shots stick out the glizzy

He got hit and started trippin'

He fell over, now he finished

I can't bap, I took a L

Ever since, bitch, I been winnin'

I love this shit, think I'm addicted

I can't stop rappin' 'bout the trenches

They shot my cousin, but ain't kill him

For some weeks straight, we were spinnin'

But the only difference is

When shh got caught, bitch, we killed him

Written by: Jeffery Harris

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