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lirik lagu blood bath – mike shabb

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[intro]
bam bam
f*ck is y’all n*ggas saying, man?
strrllllllding
yo

[verse]
“drive slow,” what i told my cro’
once we find him we gon’ let this b*tch blow
i’m with nash in a foreign let them tires spin in the snow (skrt)
real city sh*t, got hittas on go
i’m living life to the fullest, b*tch
twelve (?) and sh*t
i can’t lie this music sh*t boosting my chips
my young n*gga busting ten out the ruger clip
i’m 23 years old with that og status, that’s what the og’s said
my b*tch warned me ’bout them n*ggas she was right, i should’ve listened
now i gotta send **** on a mission
diamonds glistenin’, now they listenin’
i need a gucci link, ’bout to hit dapper dan up for some measuring
once that bag start talking, i feel more interested
my shooter got that look in his eyes, straight menacing
a white man k!lled president kennedy, they thought a n*gga did
how real is this?
look what the critics did
once i k!ll one of ’em they gon’ say it was premeditated
like big said, keep your family and business separated (bam bam)
f*ck is wrong with n*ggas?
i see through sh*t, wonder why i don’t do songs with n*ggas
i gotta protect my energy before my lemon squeeze
my pops died, put a rope around his neck
he couldn’t breathe (r.i.p. pops)
now i’m the one with the suicidal tendencies, real sh*t
i just wanna k!ll n*ggas, get on a murder spree, n*gga
my arab n*gga swiping cards
he from lil’ burgundy
couple shooters out ndg
85 thousand, belly of the beast
the only time i throw up 99 is for slime
my n*gga, rest in peace (r.i.p.)
on that block with that sh*t on me
my n*ggas mop the street
we turn your block party to a blood bath
they talking ’bout producing but i’m coming with that drum pack
these rap n*ggas my sons, don’t forget your lunch bag, i run that
my brother put your boy in the trunk, get your son back
i brought my b*tch [?], she got a hunchback
i’m cheaping on that runtz pack, lungs smackin’
any n*gga with me with that gun clapping (bam bam)
[outro]
brrrt, bah bah
y’all n*ggas thought this sh*t was sweet man
nah for real n*gga i’m coming to take that sh*t, n*gga (strrlllding*ding, strrlllding*ding, strrlllllllding)
y’already know how we run this sh*t, n*gga (come on) y’all n*ggas must be stupid, n*gga (bam bam)
[?] ass n*ggas

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