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Quando Rondo

Blue Man

 

Blue Man

(albüm: Still Taking Risks - 2021)


Tell 'em bring 'em out
We gon' knock 'em all down
(P-P-P-Payday)
Uh

I'll spit on a bitch 'cause I don't got no manners
Man, I swear that I hate when they say, "Pull your pants up"
Fuck it, aim for his head, let off shots out a Phantom
Back in 2018, I put four hundred bands up
Kidnap his child, we gon' hold 'em for ransom
If he don't send the guap, then you know we gon' stamp 'em
I'm sipping Hi-Tech and Wock' out a Phantom
Up the stick on this opp, then we hit his lil' mans up
Still to this day anybody could get it
Hundred shots in the Drac' 'cause I know it get wicked
Tell 'em come catch the play, on my head, it's a million
Lot of blood on the gate, that's for Shake and Lil Timmy
Fuck the judge and DA, I'ma still tote this glizzy
I was locked in the cage every day reminiscing
I signed a NBA 'fore a extension
And my mouth 50k, you could go ask the dentist
I'ma fuck from the back and I don't do no kissing
I'ma burn up they trap and I hope that they in it
Skee-lo gripping the strap while we walking through Lennox
I got kilos of crack, I could serve a whole fish
If they turn on the map, we gon' knock off them next
When I land in LA, Jack gon' drop off the pistols
Up with the K and it sound like a missile
Talking ten different states, I got niggas that's Cripping
Leave a flag on the scene on the day that you kill 'em
Drop all black on the beanie, a certified member
Got the MAC in my jeans, had to throw the four middle
I got Crip in my genes ever since I was little
I ripped this beat with no pad and no pencil
Left his brain in the street, ayy, I'm glad that we did 'em
What the fuck do you mean? All my niggas some killers
Hit the door, you can leave, I don't think no one realer, uh

Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh
Blue man shoot man, blue man shoot man, uh

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