Lyrics:
Ain't no bitch in my blood
I'ma make it do what it does
I'ma pull up on love
I'ma make you get on up
Ain't no bitch in my blood
I'ma make it do
you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh
Chillin' in my, uh, uh
Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
Chillin' in my
a dream I had bricks like transporter
Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter
What if you drove by a playground and witness
Michael Jordan
and pay the rent
Professional crackslanger I serve fiends
I once went to jail for having rocks up in my jeans
But nowadays I be too smart for
back, by blast of a mortar attack
My spider sense is tinteling
Turn around and see a house burning in the distance, ground still shakes
Another one is
sucked my dick behind the store and I skeeted all in her thoat
Then a nigga had to go I had to roll.
Then I'm looking for another headhunter Georgia Dome
chains
Shackled by amendment 13
Blood at the roots Blood in the land
Blood on they boots Blood on they hands
Blood on the leaves Blood on they feet
the motor out a 'Vette, put it in a Chevelle (switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from
knock you in the head and watch you twitch and bounce around/ your looking like a clown/ Ringwood is my town/ you know we hold it down/ parties all day
rusty.. dry,
A milipede made it's home in my eye
I'll get by till the wicked Halloween
I'm howl-ing straight dogs follow me
I'm coming home dead man walking
out my destiny
Guns for gun streets filled
With rivers of blood
Raised in the PJ's with real niggas and thugs
Eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
Blood
she sucked my dick behind the store and I skeeted all in her thoat
Then a nigga had to go I had to roll.
Then I'm looking for another headhunter
I’ve found healing
That’s my portion
It’s in the precious blood of the lamb
I’ve found healing
That’s my portion
It’s in the precious blood
it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread
Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads
chorus: Blood for Blood without rewards
a bullet hears my true love sign
in life's young dreams to all
Blood for blood
not in Him
The blood is able to cleanse
Short interlude
Do you know why the devil is always intimidated by the blood
Because he doesn't have any
(free big Gucci Mane), bitch, I'm Blood
Blood in, Blood out (blatt), pull up, drop top Viper (woo)
Cuz in, cuz out (cuz), blue suit followed by
and pay the rent
Professional crackslanger I serve fiends
I once went to jail for having rocks up in my jeans
But nowadays I be too smart for
and pay the rent
Professional crackslanger I serve fiends
I once went to jail for having rocks up in my jeans
But nowadays I be too smart for
I'm an ordinary man
Spending lifetime in solitude
An ordinary man
No companions or foes
I'm an ordinary man
I've just one little weakness
Despite my
But guess what?
She already left him
Ha
Yeah
Why?
‘Cause I’m a boss, it’s literally in my blood
Yeah, it’s in my blood
Why?
‘Cause I’m
and break me by the hour
I got what I need, I got the Blood and it's
The power, the power, the power
Power way back when y'all
And it's still as strong
of these rappers weren't trappin' when I was choppin' the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma "won't you
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