mac critter - blues lyrics
[intro]
(oh, that’s mj)
yeah
every day, there’s a new dead opp
yeah, yeah
yeah
let’s go
[chorus]
critter, where you from? the home of the blues
i want to sell crack, so i dropped out of school
got me some money, i said, “f+ck school”
give the opp the blue with these .762s
give the opps the blues with these .762s
walk his ass down, walk that boy out his shoes
my b+tch bad as h+ll and rude
i play the drey like a violin
she ain’t gettin’ monеy, can’t tie in
ho ain’t gettin’ money, can’t tiе in
ho, you don’t f+ck with me, lie again
my lil’ n+gga bucky, you showin’ too much
that body gon’ rob you, don’t show him too much (on god)
opp ass n+gga went and bought us some nuts
your lil’ n+gga hidin’, he got shot in the b+tt
your lil’ homie cap, he got shot in the ass
b+tch, a new opp, this sh+t gas
lettin’ out shots, smashin’ the gas
backdoor a n+gga, don’t show me no cash
vvs diamonds, this sh+t like glass
pretty lil’ b+tch, she thick and bad
she eatin’ and suckin’ it, slurp it up fast
let a opp play, left his toe with a tag
big bankroll, yeah, sound like to brag
big blue hundreds, yeah, sound like to stunt
lil’ n+gga dyin’ ’cause he pulled a stunt
opps so little, put the boy in a blunt
i’m pourin’ wockhardt up in the punch
i let her suck it and eat it and munch
pretty lil’ hoes, they come by the bunch
i’m not the n+gga to take her to lunch
take her to [?], smoke up some blunts
if you hood loyal, you might’ve been the one
ho, keep it real, you might be the one
700, walk down, b+tch, i’m the one (the one)
[chorus]
critter, where you from? the home of the blues
i want to sell crack, so i dropped out of school
got me some money, i said, “f+ck school”
give the opp the blue with these .762s
give the opps the blues with these .762s
walk his ass down, walk that boy out his shoes
my b+tch bad as h+ll and rude
i play the drey like a violin
she ain’t gettin’ money, can’t tie in
ho ain’t gettin’ money, can’t tie in
ho, you don’t f+ck with me, lie again
my lil’ n+gga bucky, you showin’ too much
that body gon’ rob you, don’t show him too much (on god)
opp ass n+gga went and bought us some nuts
your lil’ n+gga hidin’, he got shot in the b+tt
your lil’ homie cap, he got shot in the ass
b+tch, a new opp, this sh+t gas
lettin’ out shots, smashin’ the gas
backdoor a n+gga, don’t show me no cash
vvs diamonds, this sh+t like glass
pretty lil’ b+tch, she thick and bad
she eatin’ and suckin’ it, slurp it up fast
let a opp play, left his toe with a tag
big bankroll, yeah, sound like to brag
big blue hundreds, yeah, sound like to stunt
lil’ n+gga dyin’ ’cause he pulled a stunt
opps so little, put the boy in a blunt
i’m pourin’ wockhardt up in the punch
i let her suck it and eat it and munch
pretty lil’ hoes, they come by the bunch
i’m not the n+gga to take her to lunch
take her to [?], smoke up some blunts
if you hood loyal, you might’ve been the one
ho, keep it real, you might be the one
700, walk down, b+tch, i’m the one (the one)
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