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Bloodhound Lil Jeff
Vocals
Rell Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl Wallace
Lyrics
Jeffery Harris
Lyrics
Lyrics
Alright, Lil Vert, bitch
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Alright, Lil Vert, Lil Vert, Lil Vert (King Jay on the beat)
Lil Vert, alright, uh, alright (Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
We into it with the whole city, it ain't no problem, we bought more switches (Brrt, baow)
The **** I'm into it with, them **** bitches
A **** got shot 'cause a **** was snitchin'
What they say? Snitches get stitches (They do)
Wrap a **** up like a day in December (Christmas present)
Opps playin' suspect, couldn't be no victim (No victim)
Ridin' four deep in a strike with some switches (Brrt)
He froze with his gun, got striked when we hit him (Ah)
If you run up on me, I'ma ice me a **** (I'm icin')
Big-ass crib, fast cars, we livin' (We livin')
Don't ride fishbowl, my shit tinted
I'll kill a **** and a witness (I will)
That **** told for a lighter sentence
I hate that they keep sayin' he livin' (He livin', fuck him)
I know he dead, them killers with me (Brrt)
Black mask, black gloves, everybody suited up (You know that)
You can't hop in this car if you ain't never killed nothin' (Uh-uh)
Ridin', .308s and Dracs, you get hit, ain't gettin' up
DOA, fuck a stretcher, up-up and above (Brrt, brrt)
Gon' send him to the morgue (You know that, bitch)
His ass don't got a Glock 'cause his ass couldn't afford it (Damn)
Half these **** be rats, informants (Broke ass)
Pull up and let off seven like Brandon in Portland (Brrt, brrt, you know that)
**** be tough, see us and act cordial (You know that)
And his ass soft, he used to ride horses (Damn)
When I'm walkin' shit down, got on black Forces
**** wanna be shottas, but they ass just force it (On gang)
I'm walkin' in the room, Fox screamin' like he got tortured (You know that)
Told the bitch, "Fuck the baby, go get an abortion"
If I want it, I take it, you gettin' extorted (I need it)
Tryna find some new opps, this shit gettin' borin' (It is)
Tryna find a new Glock 'cause this bitch scorchin' (Ah)
The opps on they block, hop out, torch 'em (Brrt)
Did a drill in my 1's and I creased my Forces
If you trap on my block, we extortin'
These **** look weak, need reinforcements
If a **** don't spin, then we ain't gon' force it
These **** be lame, goofy, Norbit
Took another **** watch, bitch look like water
I'm runnin' shit up just for my daughter
Now I got racks, I'm just gon' spoil her
They say I'm hot like boilin' water
Bitch, fuck my opps, all in that order
These **** cops, they Law & Order
Locked in with the Mexicans, shit come from the border
One opp got drenched, he wet with water (Wet, wet)
I just fucked a bitch from Florida
I only want one night, I can't spoil her (Uh)
I don't give no fuck, bitch, you ain't my daughter
Mama always told me, "These **** wasn't for you"
I'm buyin' that Bentley 'cause I couldn't afford it (I couldn't)
Used to have me a weak bitch, now my bitch foreign
I fucked all the 'Raq hoes, them bitches goin' (Them bitches go, them bitches bops, you know that, brrt)
Here we go back again (Brrt)
**** speak on the gang just to stay relevant (You know that)
This a 10 milli' Glock, it knock down an elephant (Damn)
Can't get in that car if it don't got tint (You can't)
Them ain't my opps, he got a ghost with a switch
Four-nick' went off, screamin', "Ah, I'm hit" (Brrt, yeah)
I sub, play ball, don't need no pick (Ah)
When I'm on a drill, couple **** got hit (You know that)
Don't want that Glock if it don't got a switch (Brrt, I can't)
Don't want your bop if she don't suck dick (Uh-huh, I won't)
Rap shit goin' up, got my opps sick (I need it)
The Rollie bling-blaow all on my wrist (Bling-blaow)
Bitch, brr
The Rollie bling-blaow all on my wrist, go
Lil Vert, yeah
Written by: Earl Wallace, Jeffery Harris