Blood On Me
Street Fighter x Nerds, D-Block
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Yeah (round one) Sheek Louch Styles P, you ready, fam? (Blood on me) Let's go, king (D-Block) Yo, let's load up the four, then I kick in your door (chyeah) All this pressure to your jaw, have you eat through a straw Don't get caught up at the light, this a different street fight (fight) Niggas barely gettin' rest 'cause it's hard to sleep right (facts) No rules involved, it's just who's involved Niggas keep fighting 'til the whole problem solved (woo) I run around the streets like I'm Uber Eats (blood) Don-Don, I'm A-list like Grand and Buda beats, I got receipts (on me, yeah) I give a speech like a politician (uh-huh) I love kids, but for this paper, it's a different mission You move fast, I'm just takin' it slow But just know, I stay ready everywhere that I go (Street Fighter) Somebody gotta die, long it's nobody that's in my clique Somebody gotta die, long it's nobody that's in my clique No blood on me, no blood on me (blood) No blood on me, no blood on me (on me) No blood on me (uh-uh), just some gloves on me (yeah) In case I gotta do dirt, get mud on me, sheesh You seek light where its strife But I had to learn how to street fight with a knife (had to learn) Player one, player two, take off a day or two (take off a day) Especially, if you live where niggas might spray at you You know me, I just run the city like the mayor do (blood) Money talk, so do violence, what should I say to you? (On me, you) Bang, bang, stick 'em up, new blade, rip 'em up (rip 'em up) If we street fight in the elevator, I whip 'em up And back down, never could I back down (uh-uh) I ain't play baseball, but couldn't put the bat down (Street Fighter) Somebody gotta die, long it's nobody that's in my clique Somebody gotta die, long it's nobody that's in my clique No blood on me, no blood on me (blood) No blood on me, no blood on me (on me) I told you I'm on that, I challenge whoever want it (work) I heard what you was sayin', but you lyin', you woulda done it (uh-uh) Let's keep it a whole hunnid, gangsta, you far from it (haha) The things we see out here, nigga, you ain't got the stomach (shit) They call it a street fight, I guess I'm a street fighter (woo) You said you want the smoke, but you ain't bring one lighter F*ck you and your ghostwriter, haters get more tighter (blood) You don't wanna wear that, the goons is gon' try ya (on me) I want 'em all dead, I just want more head (haha) Like the Red Lobster biscuits, I just want more bread Always on go time, green, like, "Go, slime" (Street Fighter) I don't play with niggas unless it's online, nigga (Street Fighter) Somebody gotta die, long it's nobody that's in my clique Somebody gotta die, long it's nobody that's in my clique No blood on me, no blood on me (blood) No blood on me, no blood on me (on me) Yeah
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Written by: Buda Da Future, Grandzmuzik, Mike Kuz, Styles, Sheek Louch
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