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otm - bloody knuckles lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
sh+t
n+ggas know what’s goin’ on
(oh sh+t, roger made this one?)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
[?] too short to be walkin’ ’round broke
a five+seven on me, never play me for a joke
i tried to keep it cordial but they got me in that mode
he don’t get sh+t off them streams, real talk, n+ggas suck (ayo, rami, turn this sh+t up)
quit complainin’, always b+tchin’ ’bout my flow
i could get these n+ggas mad, all it take is one post
seriously, can’t a p+ssy n+gga put no fear in me
i’ll slit my wrist ‘fore i give an opp sympathy
a flu flammin’ rapper just to sum it up simply
stop the cap, i swear to god, you n+ggas k!llin’ me
i guess it’s all she wrote, i got very great penmanship
n+ggas tryna bе on street sh+t, remain a citizen
in the stash whеre i keep the long ruler clip
check the stat sheet, i was ballin’ out my freshman year
they couldn’t make what i made if they had seven years
i be outside, they never slide, i know they wouldn’t dare
we’ll shoot the house up, “p, his kids in there”
for a four of wockhardt, i’ll chin check a grizzly bear
i just let some shots off, now i’m feelin’ better
broke with a fatty, no sir, that’s a dealbreaker, ugh
[chorus: blue pesos & duffy]
pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel
i need uchies, b+tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl++dy knuckles
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n+gga finna tell me nothin’ (sh+t)
a pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel (sh+t, n+gga)
i need uchies, b+tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle (sh+t, b+tch)
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl++dy knuckles (sh+t, let me get in my bag)
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n+gga finna tell me nothin’

[verse 2: duffy]
off the mussle, what a n+gga gon’ tell me?
bouncin’ out, we just turned the block to a track meet
make your b+tch do a dance in my backseat
whack a n+gga broad day, i’m still havin’ bad dreams
that’s funny, n+ggas think we settlin’ for fifty
these n+ggas almost fifty and ain’t even touchin’ fifty
the grim adventures, b+tch, i’m walkin’ in with billy
in the field with the members and the k!llers, sh+t get sticky
i got it with me, know you n+ggas better not risk it
taliban hoodie, wock spillin’ on my d+ckies
i’m gettin’ to it, why these n+ggas pocket watchin’?
obviously, n+ggas mad at us ’cause we the topic
what is there that he could tell me? n+gga, nothin’
she gon’ throw the fatty on me, let me see, i gotta touch it
put my young in the game, go get a bucket
these n+ggas hatin’, sh+t, we got it off the mussle
[chorus: blue pesos]
pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel
i need uchies, b+tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl++dy knuckles
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n+gga finna tell me nothin’ (sh+t)
a pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel
i need uchies, b+tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle (sh+t)
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl++dy knuckles (sh+t)
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n+gga finna tell me nothin’

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