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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blood Money
Blood Money
Songwriter

歌詞

I wanna go to L.A
Biggest bird, bitch
Huh
Woah
cause we the biggest in it
NUN BIGGER
This that shit you can't get in, cause all my **** winning
Can't do shit with skinny bitches, I like ass and titties
Get off that pill and get to rollin
I ain't even 60
Me and my brudda get to tripping
Bitch, I'm with luh blizzy
And if you ever get it twisted, boy, I'm on yo ass
If I ever catch that bitch in traffic I'm shooting through the glass
Biggz too fat to walk em down
He out that window trying to shoot
Aiming for your head,
trying to leave a **** dead
Disappear like poof
Demons in my head, so all I see is red, but I'm banging blue
All these **** pussy, clicking up with **** that can't shoot
Pussy ass **** that shit lame as hell
BLIZZY
ain't sliding with no rookies
I say get on that car, you better shoot
All these sticks come fully, youngin hanging sideways out da coupe
Box on ever Glock extended
Clips on all them bitches too
Step on every opp , stop hitting my phone keep talm bout what you gon do
Bitch, I'm with Luh redd trying to take from us, and you gon' make the news
Sliding right or wrong it's smoke forever yo son can get it too
Switches on your block, soon as you pop out like drumline we gon' shoot
Ain't no room for rats so
I say that shit every time I hit the booth
Woah
cause we the biggest in it
NUN BIGGER
This that shit you can't get in, cause all my **** winning
Can't do shit with skinny bitches, I like ass and titties
Get off that pill and get to rollin
I ain't even 60
Me and my brudda get to tripping
Bitch, I'm with luh blizzy
And don't you ever get it twisted, boy, I'm on yo ass
If I ever catch that bitch in traffic I'm shooting through the glass
**** think he hard body
308, show him that he ain't
Joy ridin with 12 behind me
I'm finna take him on a chase
Got my fye into the party
I'm trying to take a **** chain
Trying to take a **** down
Trying to take him off the map
Ain't no rats Inside by circle,
Bitch we send him straight to hell
All my opps is bums got no money for them bonds
Never spent a dime on jewelry
Three chains on
24RR my back I'm finna put my team on
I got red in my eye
I got murder on my mind
Wit this fye in my hand
Bitch you better not move wrong
I got red in my eye
I got murder on my mind
Wit this fye in my hand
Bitch you better not move wrong
I got red in my eye
I got murder on my mind
Wit this fye in my hand
Bitch is better not move wrong
Biggest bird **** NR4R
24RR Shi
Written by: Blood Money
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