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jeyfwg - bloodsport lyrics

[intro: zay]
+show up with a bat
+a game, show up with a bat

[verse 1: zay, jeyfwg]
they say we got a game, i gotta show up with a bat
shake certain hands, and only wear certain hats
he booked for them l!cks, that ain’t nothing less than facts
in traffic, tryna get it, i wasn’t made to sit in traps
get up and go get it, raised to rob, steal and jack
n+gga gamble with me, i’ma show you how he cr+p
sh+t just a hobby, i ain’t into all this rap
been took a hunnid’ losses, now i’m tryna get it back
tell yo’ plug i’ma buy it, and i’ma hit ‘em with the sack
have a n+gga pull up, make a fully out this strap
the boys searched my yard, but the sh+lls was in the back
knock a chunk out his apple, have ‘em looking like a mac
pops behind the engineer, he got like 20 in his strap
raised in the trenches, and it ain’t no turning back, n+gga
ain’t turning nothing but these switches on, n+gga
it’s like n+ggas scared of us
f+dub+g, they give it up for the gang, huh
game time, ain’t taking nothing less than a home run
baby tryna show me some new sh+t, let me know sum
how this n+gga tripping ‘bout a b+tch, and he got no gun?
getcho mind right, and hang round n+ggas, like i be with
i stayed the same, you changed
ain’t ask for sh+t ‘til this money hit
a pint of lean, a boat of beans, f+ck it, it’s all a brick
this b+tch getting wet, she see my glock, with this hockey stick
putting sh+t in weapons, that i prolly should not disclose
a bag on his head, pull it down, and he get exposed
n0body tryna slide, i’m calling zay, we gon’ hit the road
7 bl!cks with us, on the block, we on the roll
how much on this n+gga head? i’m always down for a bag
ain’t chasin’ after hoes, i make b+tches double back
just hit a home run, with this baseball bat
jey, call blood, i need that hockey stick back
switch kept jammin’, made his ass take it back
can’t score a home run, if i’m in the field with that
they said who trippin’, hit the corner in all black
and i ain’t into all that fightin’, i’ma set his family back
swing again, they thought the run was over, we never done
end of the day, i’m gon’ pop, i’m not a son
run into this whip, won’t make it back where he coming from
with two faces, later they ain’t cryin’ or laughin’ none
mini+glock, but how this b+tch move, it’s a mini+mac
take yo’ own ride, we ain’t doing no piggybacks
he ain’t got no heart, he peeped the whip, had a heart attack
all this instagram, sneak diss, we ain’t doing that

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