作词 : fwl7
作曲 : fwl7
编曲 : fwl7
Rocco did it again
Oh this ***** recordin'?
That's crazy
Hah, yeah, slatt
You know, uh, whole lot of gang ****
Baow, graow, baow, graow, blatt
Uh, slatt, slatt, hold up, uh, uh, slatt, uh
Blood, uh, baby, this the blood, uh, huh
I don't use my hands, I let the blood talk, huh
.223's and Maxi make you blood walk
I can make any ***** hit the crip walk
Crip walk, I'ma let my hip talk
Put a .40 with the *sexy, gotta kill up y'all
Clean, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
And the clip is see-ee-ee through
What all do you want from me?
AR's and them .223's
******' 'round with me, you see
I'm hot, on 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
Well that does not mean **** to me
Got two on me, got two on me
Blood Gang, yeah, suwoop on me
Detrimental
Me and Glokk all on your instrumental
I kill a ***** and it really wasn't coincidental
Stop all that flaggin' ****, you really on that actin' ****
No, I ain't with no cappin' **** and I ain't on no rappin' ****
No lackin', *****, you know it ain't no lackin', *****
I check in a blood ***** like,
"Ayy mane, what's brackin', *****?"
I'm two floors up on you *****s
I'm two floors up on you *****s, yeah
What all do you want from me?
AR's and them .223's
******' 'round with me, you see
I'm hot, on 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
Well that does not mean **** to me
Got two on me, got two on me
Blood Gang, yeah, suwoop on me
I'm like blatt (Uh-huh),
We don't never play, he get whacked, like
Tryna find his face, ain't no trace, ain't comin' back
G-Nine, Mister Two-Glocks, just bought a MAC (Oh yeah)
A MAC for your face, lil',
We gon' rearrange your cap (Come here)
One foot in the industry and one foot in the trap
Invite that **** to my bloodline, I treat him like my strap
'Cause 'bout me he'll take a *****'s feet off the map
Big B's 'til I'm sleep, push a P, he get clapped
Two guns, that's the twin Glocks, I roger that part
Colder than a ***** 'cause the ***** froze at that
Like apostrophe, Google forgot a comma in the back
Say I'm worth 250K, we can bet a trey on that, *****
What all do you want from me?
AR's and them .223's
******' 'round with me, you see
I'm hot, on 500 degrees