bleed it bmix
B Wolfpull up on your block and i bleed it, always pack the pistol yeah i never ever leave it, hop in the car pop a wheelie then i speed it, my pistol hungry so you know i gotta feed it, servin silver bullets like who tryna eat it? Never catch a case, if i do imma beat it, pullin to the court you better stay seated, did it on my own ur help not needed, Pull up on your block and i bleed it taking over the throne man imma really go and steal it, if it is on my mind then you know i gotta speak it, i don't hold back, don't hold back for no reason, i don't need to talk let the nina do the speaking, shots leave his body shakin on the floor like he tweaking, let him bleed out then i yell βwhere's the deacon?β, tryna catch me slippin yeah i know i see you creeping, let the choppers rain on your homies while they sleeping, let em all die, the only time they peaking, I be in your baby house, her lifes she be pleading, She tell me she dont love you yeah that bitch be cheating, yeah i let her live , tell that bitch start scheming,, She my mona lisa tell me all you dealing,
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@Carcinogenik ππ½ ππ½ ππ½
Haha. That ending of each stretch of lyrics. That emphasis is dope.
I fucked up a couple of times, ill need to re-record
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