ak_toolit - blood lyrics
aye dont give a f-ck im on that blood sh-t we got guns up yea we always lit f-ck wit gang we f-ck gang we put you in a ditch yea imma pull up wit the automatic nah f-ck dat imma snipe on ya from my attic my girl be flexible she do acrobatics im lil wave yea im aquatic n-gga yea my name lil wave but im bout to make it flood i dont give a f-ck if you my boy if you a crip imma pop ya yea im a blood n-gga im in beast mode n-gga dont give a sh-t shoot you thru tha peep hole yea got the f-ckin 30 on my waist you sayin sh-t imma blow off yo face n-gga gonna get his head blown off boy im a blood i see you leakin then i hear you cough boy imma hit a l!ck all day boy imma take yo chick n-gga im a king can’t dethrone me yea imma go on my gang sh-t i murder yo -ss then i f-ck yo chick n-gga yo f-ggot -ss only suck d-ck so i dont understand why you got tha f-ckin b-tch yea n-gga im a m-th- f-ckin blood n-gga i k!ll yo -ss if u thought i was workin wit ya im on that weed boy that sh-t got me like (oooooweee) yea im on that f-kinsh-t were i hit a l!ck n-gga im in tha hood wit all my n-ggas yea you say sh-t bout gang we gon murder you yea then we do what the f-ck we want to boy pull up bullets start to rain n-gga we some o.g’s we dont f-kin feel pain yea you a lil -ss hoe n-gga im on that take a n-gga sh-t then i steal all his sh-t then i f-ck his b-tch put a kid in her i leave and dont give a sh-t yea n-gga you dont want war i f-ck yo girl and i leave her sore aye you call the opps they got them red dots out we got our glocks out yea start poppin yo mamma gonna shout cuz we popped yall and it was lights out it was a f-ckin black out you still livin i pull up start burnin yo house n-gga sorry but imma take yo p-ssy -ss out you not supposed to be on the f-kin world boy im f-kin cruel boy i shot yo -ss and yo blood in the pool n-gga wit gang i got no f-kin soul boy feel my arm sh-t cold boy you the target i f-ked yo girl i think her name was margaret n-gga yo self wanna scr-p n-gga i put you on the ground imma pop you that a fact boy i dont give a sh-t boy on gang for you its lights out black out you betta back out fore i put the pistol in yo mouth dont give a sh-t imma f-kin blow yo brain out
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