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bloodhound q50 & bloodhound lil jeff - heard of you lyrics

[intro]
(ayo, lewi, turn that sh+t up)

[verse 1: bloodhound q50]
i see me a cuban, i take it
see an opp n+gga, leaving him faceless
i’ll pay for the p+ssy ‘fore i take it
it was me and swerve in a high+speed
too fast, the cops ain’t catch me
one thing, tayski, he taught me
how to get close, never shoot from deep
we ain’t out the window, n+gga, we on feet

[verse 2: bloodhound lil jeff]
i tote a chop with a hundred shots and spinned a hundred blocks
f+ck my opps and f+ck the cops, i treat they ass non+stop
the glizzy hot, i had to swap and get another glock
q50 with me, don’t even got a mask, but he bailed out the car

[verse 3: bloodhound q50]
i ain’t even got a mask, i bailеd out
12 askin’ me sh+t i don’t know about
tell og, “sorry, i took the wrong routе”
he good at rappin’, but his ass mickey mouse
young and turnt, no plains, only bust+downs
he was sneak dissin’, now his b+tch wanna f+ck now
what’s the hype ’bout?
she wanna see what’s the hype ’bout
[verse 4: bloodhound lil jeff]
i got the city hot, just check spot
opps, they getting dropped, this sh+t won’t stop
if i get a deal, totin’ 7.62
trackhawk bulletproof, b+tch, i drive and shoot
they say that i’m the truth, n+gga, who is you?
how the f+ck we opps? i never heard of you

[interlude: bloodhound q50]
how the f+ck we opps? i never heard of you
n+gga, you ain’t shoot
who the f+ck is dude?

[verse 5: bloodhound q50]
how the f+ck you woofin’, ain’t send no shots?
i’m the reason n+ggas can’t trap on they block
bkn my brokest opps
how the f+ck jugg keep getting saved by god?
8tre, they dirty as f+ck
didn’t like her face, so i came on her b+tt
know how many n+ggas i made give it up?

[verse 6: bloodhound lil jeff]
fall and they tumble when we bail out the truck
he ran, he fell, kept f+cking him up
lil’ t ass fried in the stu’, he stuck
told her bust down a perc’, finna tony boot up
opps dirty as h+ll, soosoo’s fat as f+ck
every time a n+gga play, they ass gettin’ sent up
saw the last n+ggas played, he ain’t got dressed up
can’t play, won’t play, you were gettin’ f+cked up

- bloodhound q50 bloodhound lil jeff lyrics

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