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Bloodhound Q50 - See Red | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
See Red

See Red

Bloodhound Q50

Длительность: 2:51
Год: 2025
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Shots to anybody, I ain't pickin'
You know that lil' nigga be trippin'
City watchin' while I pop out, I be drippin'
Well aware the police watchin', they be fishin'
I ain't gon' speak about no mission, that shit past due
But go ask Slide again, that's if you wanna crash too
Crash too, savage, but I play it mad cool
Bullets make a nigga act new
Lord, I'm fucked up
Mind bent, murder be in my head
Gotta stay strong, know they want a nigga gone
'Fore they kill us we gon' fry 'em that's enough said
But I'm fucked up, I ain't even tryna go fed'
But I see red, I just see red
All I see red
Keep the pistol everywhere, another man can never fear
I can't have him 'round me playin' gangster, he ain't never flare
Broski doin' a bid his life ain't shit he feel it's better there
Judge confused she gave him twenty-five and he ain't shed a tear
Use to rob my mama tried her best, but I need better gear
Trauma on my mental annually, I pray a better year
All of a sudden they act like I owe 'em 'cause the cheddar here
I was broke you saw this as a joke, boy, you ain't never care
And I'm mind bent, murder be in my head
Gotta stay strong, know they want a nigga gone
'Fore they kill us we gon' fry 'em that's enough said
I'm fucked up, up, up
I ain't even tryna go fed, but I see red
But I see red, all I see red

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I'm the youngest but a vet'
Old niggas show me my respect
Been had a name before the fame
I got my name from catchin' hats
My brother left, it ain't the same sometimes I wanna run it back
Catchin' niggas, let off shots, laugh after hits, we made a mess
Robbin' niggas takin' chains I woulda traded for the best
Poppin' Percs back to back, my mama think that I'm depressed
We the reason why your brother got his bitch-ass laid to rest
You can't get up in this V if you ain't never caught no hat
We clapped his ass on the side of church, he layin' on Marquette
I lost two brothers in two months it got me thinkin' I'm facin' death
Drillin' with these bitch-ass niggas only thing that I regret
In my city I'm a threat
Jeff he left me by myself
Puttin' niggas on the shelf
Where you goin'? Boy, come here
Made his mama shed a tear
Leave your Runtz up in the air
Clappin' niggas in the Pier
I'm young and turnt and killin' shit, that's some shit you can't compare

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Long live my brother he probably kilt your bitch-ass brother
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