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big blood - rocaine lyrics

[intro: rocaine]
(good lookin’, dnell)
blood in this motherf*cker
to the right

[verse 1: rocaine & smokecamp chino]
big blood in this b*tch, n*gga (in this b*tch, n*gga)
big blood, type your b*tch (you know what i’m sayin’, n*gga?)
big blood, glocks in this b*tch (yeah)
big blood, shot in your lip (oh yeah)
bl**dy don’t f*ck with opps, n*gga (h*ll nah, n*gga)
bloddy gon’ connect the dots, n*gga (blrraah)
buddy gleam on your heart, n*gga (on your heart, p*ssy)
big bl**dy all i got, n*gga (all i got, n*gga)
big blood, who should i hit? (should i wet, n*gga?)
big blood, who should i get? (should i get, n*gga?)
big blood, i bet i hit (i bet i hit, bro)
big blood, i bet i don’t miss (h*ll nah)
bl**dy just add on my lista (on my list, b*tch)
big bl**dy black on that sh*t (on that sh*t, b*tch)
bl**dy just hit for a wrist (on a rollie)
my bl**dy got twenty*five years, n*gga (godd*mn)
big blood just prayed for an appeal (gotta fight)
big blood, whose do i feel? (i don’t feel nothin’)
big blood, what did i hear, n*gga? (i don’t hear nothin’)
bl**dy don’t care what you feel, n*gga (h*ll nah, n*gga)
bl**dy, ayy, what’s the deal, n*gga? (what’s the deal, n*gga?)
bl**dy hunchin’ like a dead n*gga (blaah)
bl**dy, what? can i k!ll, n*gga? (k!ll, n*gga)
mmm
ayy
[verse 2: smokecamp chino]
big blood, no, i ain’t come to play, bro
smoke boy, 8 block, keep a k close
a hundred pints, big mud, we got big slugs
two hundred hundreds in my pockets, b*tch, big dub
was seventeen with a cutter throwin’ big b’s
lil’ blood, he been droppin’ since the sixteen (yeah)
big blood in a h*llcat, redeye
i got my n*ggas throwin’ b’s out in bedstuy
big blood, bought a glock, that b*tch gorgeous (woah)
big blood just made two hundred off of oranges (rat)
big blood f*ck your b*tch and have her nuttin’ (b*tch)
lil’ blood, he gon’ pop your ass for nothin’
big blood, drop a hundred on your top, n*gga
i’m an opp k!ller, long live rock, n*gga (rock)
smoke boy, twenty fans in the club, n*gga (n*gga)
four*hundred shots, i dare a n*gga mug, n*gga
big blood, i got n*ggas throwin’ c’s too
fn leave a p*ssy n*gga see*through
lil’ blood, n*ggas small with a big heart
my whip growl like a lion when that b*tch start
(frontline sh*t)

[outro]
(good lookin’, dnell)

- rocaine lyrics

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