BAD BLOOD (16:05)
Cici LintonWhen I woke up in the morning, I got a strange feeling, Today’s gonna be the day Imma make millions, Imma do it on my own, Imma get it, Imma hustle, Anybody that, gets, in my way, Imma , have a rumble, Cuz I’m tired of the pain I feel, Gotta find a way to heal, Living life, Check to check, Getting debts, Paying bills, And I ain’t stopping when I make a mill, These haters like to say I won’t, Say I won’t, I say I will I'm getting money These niggas wanna part Don't be alarmed, we armed This like the army Bitch if you don't want no problems Quit staring so fucking hard Pull a bitch car, blow her check at the mall Aye niggas hating on me I'ma ball Niggas stuck and they broke as fuck How is that my fault? Niggas chumps, niggas know what's up Choppers in the yard You ain't coming out Them bullets coming through your car They cop once, it drop twice They gone cop more I don't rock with you lames Or you opp hoes! How we rock, we on rock Been done shot hoes It'll get rocky on a rat bitch block though You know them lame ass bitches we is not those And them cheap ass shoes, why you buy those? All this money it look like we hit the lotto More money the motto, they follow You know I got it nigga
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When I woke up in the morning, I got a strange feeling, Today’s gonna be the day Imma make millions, Imma do it on my own, Imma get it, Imma hustle, Anybody that, gets, in my way, Imma , have a rumble, Cuz I’m tired of the pain I feel, Gotta find a way to heal, Living life, Check to check, Getting debts, Paying bills, And I ain’t stopping when I make a mill, These haters like to say I won’t, Say I won’t, I say I will I'm getting money These niggas wanna part Don't be alarmed, we armed This like the army Bitch if you don't want no problems Quit staring so fucking hard Pull a bitch car, blow her check at the mall Aye niggas hating on me I'ma ball Niggas stuck and they broke as fuck How is that my fault? Niggas chumps, niggas know what's up Choppers in the yard You ain't coming out Them bullets coming through your car They cop once, it drop twice They gone cop more I don't rock with you lames Or you opp hoes! How we rock, we on rock Been done shot hoes It'll get rocky on a rat bitch block though You know them lame ass bitches we is not those And them cheap ass shoes, why you buy those? All this money it look like we hit the lotto More money the motto, they follow You know I got it nigga
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