Blood Boy
Rob49, Anti Da Menace
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Blood boy I'm talkin' 'bout blood, blood, blood, I want some blood, boy You gotta get it out the mud, stuck in that hood, boy 'Cause don't nobody do you good I walk with twenty racks, wish a pussy nigga would (look) Diamonds on me trim, I feel like Curry, I might break the rim Niggas shot my mans in the stomach, I gotta take a limb Lucky I was out of town, better not catch you out of bounds See that Alfa Romeo, then you gon' hear some chopper sounds Frraow-frraow-frraow, that that switch you rippin' off Plus, I'm livin' what I rap, you hear a demon when I talk But I'm tryna calm it down, tryna find a better route Get to spin again, again, I got the drop on niggas' house Bitch, I'm smokin' on this Gunna Wunna, play with me and I take your mama And I'm smokin' Wam pack, I don't give a damn, jack If I post a pic right now, your BM gon' spam that Seen a opp the other day, that pussy ran a four flat Blood boy I'm talkin' 'bout blood, blood, blood, I want some blood, boy You gotta get it out the mud, stuck in that hood, boy 'Cause don't nobody do you good I walk with twenty racks, wish a pussy nigga would Blood boy I'm talkin' 'bout blood, blood, blood, I want some blood, boy You gotta get it out the mud, stuck in that hood, boy 'Cause don't nobody do you good I walk with twenty racks, wish a pussy nigga would Yeah, I wish a pussy nigga would Where I come from, it wasn't safe (where I come from, it wasn't safe, nigga) Big 49, I walk the streets, they got the highest murder rate (yeah) Go ask who keep it real, ain't got shit out the mud, and they gon' vouch (they gon' vouch) I was stuck on house arrest tellin' pops, "Pull up to my house" (yeah) This shit real, can't get no realer (yeah) If it's up, it's to the ceilin' (if it's up, it's to the ceilin') I bought hammers for my V When I say, "P", I'm talkin' pressure (when I say, "P", I'm talkin' pressure) I ain't talkin', ain't no peace treaty, nigga (peace treaty) Where I live would give you chills, the streets gon' feel this (yeah) Shit, you ever woke up out your sleep thinkin' murder? (Thinkin' murder) I was tryna change my life, but I just couldn't avoid it (avoid it) Throw my V's 'til I freeze, the devil made me heartless (he made me heartless) I'm still tryna figure out just who shot at my car, bitch (bah) Blood boy I'm talkin' 'bout blood, blood, blood, I want some blood, boy You gotta get it out the mud, stuck in that hood, boy 'Cause don't nobody do you good I walk with twenty racks, wish a pussy nigga would Blood boy I'm talkin' 'bout blood, blood, blood, I want some blood, boy You gotta get it out the mud, stuck in that hood, boy 'Cause don't nobody do you good I walk with twenty racks, wish a pussy nigga would
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Written by: Linderius Johnson, Robert Thomas
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