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glockboy bobo - bleed lyrics

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[intro]
go, go
go, go
(rg on the track)
(they got wooskii on the mix)
go, go

[chorus]
spint they sh+t three times ’til i made n+ggas bleed (grr)
before this rappin’ sh+t, i had these b+tches on they knees
you can’t talk about my ace, i up and squeeze, uh (i up and squeeze)
f+ck the feds, tell ’em send my n+ggas home and free my brodie steve (free steve)
yeah, them ‘cats be cool and all, but this a trackhawk (but this a trackhawk)
ran down on whole hoods, just me and doc, we had to scratch off (skrrt)
get up on him, he can’t see, i’ll knock that patch off (i’ll knock that patch off)
this n+gga last, he ain’t blew his gun, i saw him run, that b+tch ain’t go off (ooh)

[verse]
i’m a trench baby slash artist, clap sh+t (b+tch, i clap sh+t)
you can’t name one time we slid four deep and we ain’t go whack sh+t
intеrnet k!llers, stay on computers likе they hack sh+t
why they call him slap? that boy a b+tch and he ain’t gon’ slap sh+t
f+ckin’ every n+gga who lit not havin’ motion, that’s a turn+off (b+tch, that’s a turn+off)
we was finna go spin and double back, done bumped into 12, we had to turn off
b+tch act like she turnt, i pulled my d+ck out, uh (i pulled my d+ck out)
he was loafin’, got that addy, we might pull up to his b+tch house (brr)
i don’t want no b+tch who won’t lead me on, uh (won’t lead me on)
can’t bring no rappers on my block, they might not be on the sh+t we be on (go, go)
we just spint and watched spot news, they said like three gone (they said like three gone)
i just got a draco with a switch, the type of sh+t that they be sleep on (ooh)
[chorus]
spint they sh+t three times ’til i made n+ggas bleed (grr)
before this rappin’ sh+t, i had these b+tches on they knees
you can’t talk about my ace, i up and squeeze, uh (i up and squeeze)
f+ck the feds, tell ’em send my n+ggas home and free my brodie steve (free steve)
yeah, them ‘cats be cool and all, but this a trackhawk (but this a trackhawk)
ran down on whole hoods, just me and doc, we had to scratch off (skrrt)
get up on him, he can’t see, i’ll knock that patch off (i’ll knock that patch off)
this n+gga last, he ain’t blew his gun, i saw him run, that b+tch ain’t go off



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