Lyrics:
B's in the Doe
Yaw know what the fuck goin on nigga
Know what fuck goin on nigga
Whole lotta gang shit bitch
On Blood bitch
Whole lotta blood shit
system ain’t no telling
When I fuck em when I diss em that's when they be yelling
Ama pimp my blood
Ama pimp my blood
Ama pimp my blood
Ama pimp my blood
Blood on me blood on me
Blood on me
I love the liquor it helps me think
I love the drugs cause it helps me drink
They hate what I do
I do lots
con la squadra
Chiuso con la cappa
2-4h
Abbiamo fame ma mica fama
Nella mia strada sognamo la grana
Sono sempre insieme alla squad
Blood of My Blood
I
civil rights
Blood at the roots Blood in the land
Blood on they boots Blood on they hands
Blood on the leaves Blood on they feet
Strange fruit
THE BLOOD BY MICHcEL UDOH
Intro
Somebody plead the blood
Yea
Verse 1
Take your time to reflect
Everything happening around us
So much problem
you for always pulling me back from the edge
I hate you for every kind word you ever said
Blood, blood, blood, pump mud through my veins
Shut your
Forgiven when you died,
On the cross of calvary,
Oh Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh
In the blood,
There is victory in the blood.
Oh Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh
In the blood,
There is
Skrrt
Mkdon
Yeah
Mkdon
You know what's up
Double Pro
I'm blood, I'm blood
I Matt my guard I Matt my guard
My blood, my blood
How e Dey be
You give
Blood, blood, blood, I want
Blood, blood, blood
I want blood and bones and unconditional love
I want blood, blood, blood
The spiders don't really
hate you for always pulling me back from the edge
I, I hate you for every kind word you ever said
(I'll bleed you dry now)
Blood
Blood, blood
Gucci), everything Gucci (ooh)
Everything Gucci (ooh), bitch, I'm good (bitch, I'm good)
Bitch, I'm Blood (bitch, I'm Blood), bitch, I'm good (bitch, I'm
What can wash away my sin
Nothing but the blood
What can make me whole again
Nothing but the blood
Of Jesus
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
Nothing
what is what
Can't trust some family but love em because blood is blood
No matter what I'm chasin a bag my money up
Got a lot on my plate, like it's
What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
Oh! precious is the flow
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Blood Tim
Bicth
sorry that all girls have to be so gory
Started the day with my blood in my pants
Ended the day with blood on my hands
If I'm so dirty, then don't
And
I’ll pull myself with it
I’m playing no hide and seek
So smile big
And bite nails
Leave all the violence to me
All the blood
All the blood
All
was the blood
I know it was the blood
I know it was the blood
For me (hallelujah)
And one day when I was I lost
He died upon the cross
And do you
He paid the debt that he did not owe
What came from His hands, His feet and His side
Was more precious than silver or gold
The blood that set me
I can't get over it
'Cause I'm found under it
The blood, the blood of Jesus
Can't get out of it
'Cause I'm so into it
The blood, the blood
with your maker?/ bitch get the fuck up out of here/ you're nothing but a faker
Chorus: 2x) You say im young blood/ but i kill just as good as you/
We need some new blood
Shake off the old rust
Throw out the cynical, the typical
'Cause it's the only way
The pattern will ever change
We need
The woman no good, no how, thinkin' maybe the blood is bad
Bad (bad) blood (blood)
The woman was born to lie
Makes promises she can't keep
With the wink
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