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kenny nelson – bloods niggas rollin up lyrics

i’m a blood nigga
so i dont fuck with blue
all flamed up
i’m yelling
sooooowooooo
im from the eastside
on the g-side
thats the b side
i don’t fuck with niggas on the c side
we real niggas
yup we ride
spreading on niggas
like ahh bee hive
shit you gotta do to stay alive
im just tryna sur-vive
i pull up,hit the gas
and i put it in drive
i’m a real nigga from the 5
so hmu and i’ll slide
pull up with a glock on my side
, on the block doing lines
come up break yo spine
whats yo set? 92 mine
if you a fake ion got time
niggas got the sticky …call that slime
i’m a blood nigga
i got the rhymes
i run up on yo cl-t
and i waste the whole klip
i flip the shit and k!ll yo klikk
when i click it back
i’m bickin back
imma pull the trigger man
imma real k!ller man
imma real nigga man
make me a bigger man
come up with my right hand
show you where you fuckin stand
get back in yo lane,nigga you a lame
, imma put you in yo place
imma shoot you in yo face,knock a nigga into space
imma get to klappin
imma get to slappin
imma white boi trappin
its niggas that i’m cappin
koming up packin
koming up strapped in
show you what i’m stacking
nigga you is slackin
im from la my nigga what’s bracken
if you a real nigga kome show me what’s happenin
nigga imma katxh a slippin
dont try fuckin dipping
imma katxh you whippin
my nigga you trippin
i run up on yo homies put the clip in
yo girl at my house and she strippin
i got that pussy
imma rip it, got the glock imma grip it,call me jack the ripper,you a lame kause you ckrippin
i’m from la where the niggas don’t play
we up in the trap and all my niggas slay
we on the block and we k!lling them fakes
most these mf’s ain’t nothing but some snakes
got the bloodettes with the fat cakes
you trippin nigga tie yo shoe lace
you be lying pon’ drake
its your life i’m gone take
its the money that make
b-tch get out ny face for the sake of gods grace
you gone get k!lled
so imma just wait
imma a real nigga got hella bodies on my plate
i been to juvi out the state
where they makin niggas jail bate
where they lock you in a cage… behind a big gate
they be spittin in yo face
judging you by race
they won’t give you no space
then they bring you up..back to yo “place”
imma 5 poppin 6 dropping, cherry poppin,krab stoppin, 5 mobbing, 5 robbin
got my goons
imma goblin, you more like that nigga dobby
r.i.p og bobby
, none of y’all can stop me
, you so g-y kause you oppin
i got my fuckin axe
soo ill just get to choppin
then you kan katch fence hoppin
got the kaps for my straps
whuzz adress on a map
make you take a long nap
katxh you in yo trap
my d-ck is addicting..your girl relapsed
that bitxh a homie hopper
yep i got them xhoppers
eat that pussy like a whopper
imma opp stopper
yup my nigga i’m turntguess i never learned
niggas fucked around and they all got burnt
niggas looking hurt
so i’ll pull up throw up the b ,, skurrtt
leave you eating dirt
imma red flag till i die, red rag..yup i ride
throwing up the blood sign
on the 92 side, you said you a real k!lla..
nigga you lied
we got in a shooting nigga and you died
now this rap gonna go world wide
the homies pulling up and we all wild
yep this a fuckin freestyle koming straight from the dome
i hit every base now i guess i’m at home
she really liked the d-ck so she hitting up my phone
she keep hitting me up like “leave a message at the tone
yep she up in her trynna get up on my bone
i hit that shit good all the neighbors know her moan
i took your b-tch now i guess you stuck alone
i may be a young nigga but my d-ck still still grown
yeah i got females riding on my d-ck licking on my fucking tip..
got me hard as stone, dont be fucking flexing like that post malone
she licking that shit like it’s an ice cream cone
she fucking down and wishing like we in a war zone
she kock the d-ck back like she trynna reload
yeah she on her knees like she in her “take me ” mode
boy who is you and who you trynna roast?
that’s that shit that i fuckin hate the most,y’all ain’t fuckin nothing but some ratchet -ss hoes
give up b-tch yes you got a big nose
all old and wrinkly like a fuckin dead rose
yep savage life..that’s the life i chose
if you keep talking shit imma turn your -ss to toast
you can call me casper kause when the kops kome im ghost
if you a real one than you know it goes
yep i’m sooooowooooo’ing
sooowooo soowooo
when i came in flamed up
..my nigga tell me why you froze if you klaiming blood it better not just be a pose
i’m up on the block with all red clothes
all up in the cuts and i’m stacking my bread all day
all up in bahamas and i’m stacking ck
i came up to yo momma pulled that b-tch in a day
she was kalling me her bae
she ahhh pretty little thang
she done said you don’t bang so keep away from my gang
ballin,getting money, yep we stockin
like kodak nigga he said no flockin
i dont do no taking so you best get to walkin
bhuzz ima blood nigga s

- kenny nelson lyrics

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