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bloody jay - red on lyrics

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[hook]
all my n-ggas with me they got red on
all my n-ggas with me they got red on
all my n-ggas with me they got red on
disrespect it holmes, and you’ll have red on

[verse 1:bl–dy jay]
all my n-ggas with me they got red on
more red shirts than cincinatti [?]
disrespect this sh-t then we aimin at ya dome
i know where ya momma stay so we pullin up at home

haha!!, you know how we play it
if it ain’t red you know that sh-t dead
i ain’t doin the set trip, but tonight im on it
bringin my whole gang with me, f-ck it who want it

blatt!! blatt!!, beef i condone it
anybody get it, who my component
free major grams, thats my big homie
free nasty nuke, thats my big homie,blatt!!

[hook]

[verse 2:s.o.n.y.]
b-tch i’m mobbin and my flag red
i got these bullets in my carbon cause my dad dead
i know these other n-ggas starvin i get mad bread
you disrespect i’ll break a n-gga like a crab leg

full clip in my g-ride
strapped up thats how we ride
i done won n-gga, i done warned n-ggas we swarm n-ggas like bee hives
red flag and my red suit
red chucks and my red coupe
red watch and my red chain
bsm we the red group

from the east coast to the west side
i’m respected n-gga on both sides
you know me, i’m a o.g., that b-tch gone open up both thighs

i’m a real n-gga no phony
it’s mob n-ggas around me
i’m so so p-funky

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[verse 3:waka flocka flame]
p.i.r.u,real n-gga true damu
i advise you to sit back and be bool
sk with no kickback since grade school been shootin tools
me and bl–dy jay we been bool
my old school is all red with blood guts

can’t do styrofoam just red cups
red b-tch smokin red kush in the red light
don’t get caught up in the red light, night night
take a fade don’t be scared to fight
my flag hangin n-gga out the right
them young n-ggas they bustin strikes
life shine s-x money murda

lock and load til the glock explode
45’s and calicos
[?] that food n-gga
chase money like a gold digger
waka flocka no ho n-gga,[?] my blood line
in the hood like a clothesline
i’ll murk ya mama touch one of mine

[hook]

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