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Beat Bleed è stato pubblicato il 12 aprile 2024 da Black Soprano Family, LLC come parte dell'album Jewelry Store Shootouts
Data di uscita12 aprile 2024
EtichettaBlack Soprano Family, LLC
LinguaEnglish
BPM82
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Valence
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Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

I'll show you what's good on the beat
Stomping with my feet, I'ma make that beat leak
Murder the motherfucker, leave the scene neat
Kiss of death, ain't no kiss on the cheek
We in the game, ain't no motherfucking scrimmage
Before this, busted all my traps in under 30 minutes
Rocking ice for 20 years, all this shit is not an image
Saw boo that owe me money, I pulled up and then he sprinted (pyoom)
Your corny ass make me wanna shank shit
You're demoted, lesser soldier, yeah I rank shit
Pissed off, smokin' on stank shit
Getting money off the glass, yeah I bank shit (vroom)
I can show you what a thug do
Or better yet, the damage that a gun do
I'm your daddy, little buddy, I will son you
You with me now, it's cheaper and I'll front you
I mean, you with me now, bro
Look at all the stuff I got
Look at all the cars I have
I'm living pretty good
You can get the same thing, you show a little bit of loyalty
That's how I did it
I'm in the room, you can smell doom
Streets wanna get married and I'ma be the groom
If I'm out of rubber bands, I'm using hair ties
I've been getting money with the bad guys
I'm on a long run, so I'm mad wise
If you're smart around me, you wouldn't dare grind
Husky marinara, always been a winner
I think about your death over steak dinner
I'm leaving with the steak knife
I'ma need this shit for late night
Carve a filet out your tummy
Fuck an education 'cause I always made money
You are chumps, send your kids to school bummy
Wintertime, no coat, nose all runny
My shots come for your eyebrow
I had beef, but he ain't alive now
Nah, I don't know what happened to him though
Just karma
You don't gotta do it yourself, man
Let karma do it, for your right hand
I bang your dome off the dash
Blood coming out your ear, you will not last
Your cheek got slashed
My overhand right hits like a car crash
Since I'm the one you lie about
I'ma give you something to cry about
I slam dance on your headpiece
Your grill lookin' like uncooked raw meat
Still suckers I need to shoot at
Cock the Glock back, hit him in his doo-rag
I think I seen his face flat
He tried to run into a Maybach
My muscle ain't made in the gym
Smoking Sherbelatto got me higher than the rim
I make tracks the best rappers wanna get on
Got the face that you want, but you never get it
Written by: Keith Harris

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