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bloodie - come on lyrics

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[intro]
it’s kosfinger, baby
(grrt, mb)
(grrt, ah)
(n+gga, ah ah) young madz
(from the rap to the+) chee on the beat
(grrow, n+gga o’s up)
(ah)
(n+gga, ah)
n+gga, ah ah

[chorus]
on a trap, gotta walk down a crew
he think that he take one of mines, n+ggas givin’ us two
a [?], it turned to a coupe
bullets, they trippin’ them legs, n+gga fell out his shoes
you see me in the spot, better move
‘cuz me and you locked in a cage and i’m shakin’ the zoo
get beat ’til you red or you blue
beam’s just stuck on his back like some tape or some glue

come on, bullets jump out the car
d+dissin’ the deads, n+ggas don’t wanna start
n+gga play with my deads, you can fly with the stars
grrow, grrow
n+ggas takin’ it far
don’t play with the o’s, got more shots than a bar
boys be dumb if they don’t know who we are
bro i go dumb when i’m swinging the ar
i do that motion, n+gga i’m wavin’ the guitar
s+same [?] pickin’ the yard
life’s like poker, better play out your cards
since a baby, was the youngest in charge
[verse]
grrow, grrow
do you know what i mean?
i get to work, gotta make sure it’s clean
i’m the glue on the sticks that hold up the team
share off my back while i give you my tea
told my friends and my family i get what they need
with the [?], boy i make sure they eat
make sure your loyalty don’t mix with the greed
i’m like a god, n+ggas think that i’m greek
i take the [?] and we break down the street
b+back up then we break down a pea
we throwin’ shots if we bump to a seat
drilly, jet, don’t care, if he gz

[chorus]
on a trap, gotta walk down a crew
he think that he take one of mines, n+ggas givin’ us two
a [?], it turned to a coupe
bullets, they trippin’ them legs, n+gga fell out his shoes
you see me in the spot, better move
‘cuz me and you locked in a cage and i’m shakin’ the zoo
get beat ’til you red or you blue
beam’s just stuck on his back like some tape or some glue

come on, bullets jump out the car
d+dissin’ the deads, n+ggas don’t wanna start
n+gga play with my deads, you can fly with the stars
grrow, grrow
n+ggas takin’ it far
don’t play with the o’s, got more shots than a bar
boys be dumb if they don’t know who we are
bro i go dumb when i’m swinging the ar



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