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blood spill - dracbaby lyrics

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[intro]
(kj let the beat knock)

[chorus: dracbaby]
smoke me an opp and get straight to the block
they ain’t on sh*t, we be chasin’ em n*ggas
hang out the window, we known for k!lling they ass
we hopping out, up drac’ on them n*ggas
put a bag on your head, come get you myself
i then done split it with my n*ggas
you ain’t my gang, can’t stand next to me
who is that man? get the f*ck out of my picture

[verse 1: dracbaby]
don’t tote no regular sh*t in my car
gotta have a you a b*tton on the back to get in
sh*t can get bl**dy, i kick sh*t with hounds
i’m in the back of the wraith with q50
when it come to tk, you know i smoke him
pass me a lighter, who else tryna hit him?
stand ovеr him, what he got hit with?
cuh done [?], you know i’m gon’ switch ’em
f*ck thе opps crazy, big ebk
rollin’ an opp, who we smokin’ today?
n*gga reach for some dice, got shot in they sh*t
f*ck it, let’s talk about bodies today
headshot gang, we aimin’ for brains
ain’t hittin’ no leg, we touchin’ they face
ain’t sayin’ no names, but they know who i’m talking ’bout, but f*ck ’em
ain’t no more swervin’ the wraith
chase a n*gga all the way down ’til he crash
smokin’ opp block, i’m tired of they ass
dissin’ my n*gga, you don’t even know him, but when i catch you, pull up, i’m tappin’ your ass
my lil’ n*ggas crazy, bring him a pad, 200 on the battery, this sh*t gettin’ sn*tched
i can’t go for nothin’, this sh*t a n*gga talk ’bout, catch you with them, i’m poppin’ your ass
[chorus: dracbaby, bloodhound q50]
smoke me an opp and get straight to the block
they ain’t on sh*t, we be chasin’ em n*ggas
hang out the window, we known for k!lling they ass
we hopping out, up drac’ on them n*ggas
put a bag on your head, come get you myself
i then done split it with my n*ggas
you ain’t my gang, can’t stand next to me
who is that man? get the f*ck out of my picture (go)

[verse 2: bloodhound q50]
if i ain’t get back for that one sh*t, n*gga i won’t be me
we hopping out cars and gettin’ on feet
rookie ass n*ggas stay shootin’ out the v
ain’t no surviving these 7.62s
this b*tch so big, knock the letters off a jeep
spotted his b*tch*ass ‘fore we clapped him, buyin’ them same*ass shoes on his feet, go
we k!ll sh*t for real
i’m not no rapper, but them n*ggas broke as h*ll, talkin’ ’bout they trappers
forever droppin’ l’s, drac’ make sh*t happen
got k!llers in memphis, n*gga shout out my smackers
and i ain’t ducking sh*t, i won’t, i said it
pop out with a new kit like i do magic
won’t touch that glock if it ain’t automatic
his momma in the way, f*ck it, i’m still clappin’
[chorus: dracbaby]
smoke me an opp and get straight to the block
they ain’t on sh*t, we be chasin’ em n*ggas
hang out the window, we known for k!lling they ass
we hopping out, up drac’ on them n*ggas
put a bag on your head, come get you myself
i then done split it with my n*ggas
you ain’t my gang, can’t stand next to me
who is that man? get the f*ck out of my picture (get the f*ck out my picture)

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