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psa - realbleeda lyrics

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[intro]
(mercybeatz, n*gga)
mmm (better choose, now, p*ssy)
(i’m tryna find rico)
(who the f*ck is rico?)
ooh
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of cryin’, ooh
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of dyin’ (ooh, ooh)
and i’ma say this sh*t here (huh? huh? huh?)
look

[chorus]
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of dyin’ (i know they tired of dyin’)
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of cryin’ (i know they tired)
say, lil’ brother, let’s go spin they block, just one more time
stolen glocks’ll have a p*ssy face right on channel 9 (check this out)
for all my opps, yeah, i’m say this sh*t here, one more time (one more time)
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of dyin’ (ooh, tirеd of dyin’)
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of cryin’ (ooh, i know they tirеd of cryin’)
say, lil’ brother, let’s go spin they block, just one more time (uh*huh, one more time)

[verse]
b*tch (uh*huh)
and go face one (one)
i don’t play with them, you know, lil’ dave, he like to to pay gun
i took my d*ck out of her neck, and nutted on her face, son (up on her face, son)
thou shall never play stunt
up, and then we face one
and this by any means (blatt)
b*tch, i’m duck, it’s off that grass ’cause that sh*t ain’t green
shawty, you’re a dirtbag, but your p*ssy clean (clean)
stop all that actin’, mean, open up your legs and let a n*gga smash you with the team (uh*huh, come here)
i’m out on bail tryna get off a hundred bails, catch another sale, with my clientele gettin’ so f*ckin’ big, i done broke over a hundred scales just this week
when it come to murder, i don’t speak
could’ve cashed out on chanel, but i flashed out, and got sandy (uh*uhh)
you know i’m missin’ cliff and dee
you know i’m missin’ ree, too
hurt, missin’ mone and well, but i wish i could see you
couple shots to the back, that sh*t had me in icu
i just got off the phone with baba, ain’t wanna believe you
[chorus]
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of dyin’ (tired of dyin’)
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of cryin’ (i know they tired)
say, lil’ brother, let’s go spin they block, just one more time (one more time)
stolen glocks’ll have a p*ssy face right on channel 9
for all my opps, yeah, i’m say this sh*t here, one more time (one more time)
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of dyin’ (tired of dyin’)
for all my opps, i know them p*ssy n*ggas tired of cryin’ (tired of cryin’)
say, lil’ brother, let’s go spin they block, just one more time (uh*uh, uh*uh)

[outro]
uh*uh, uh*uh, uh*uh
uh*uh, uh*uh, uh*uh
uh*uh, mmm

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