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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bloodhound Lil Jeff
Bloodhound Lil Jeff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Harris
Jeffery Harris
Lyrics

Lyrics

(Twelvo made this shit bang)
(Aidan Han beats)
In my city, I'm a threat (You know that)
Bitch, I'm really up ten hats (Yeah)
I should get sponsored by Mitchell & Ness
**** played, you know the rest
They got pictures of 'em stretched
Knew it was him just from his hat (Damn)
4-5 bullets all in his chest (Damn)
You miss yo' twin, bitch, don't be next
If it wasn't for who, then that bitch checked
Know you lost yo' mind when you got that text
Had him screamin' like a bitch (Ahh)
Shit stuck all up in my head
Like check the news, that **** dead
We really putting shit to bed (You know that)
AP lit up, this bitch dance
Snatching Rollies, breaking hands
Dropped his pictures on the 'net, his peoples had to see him dead
Can't play with me, shit gon' go bad (You know that)
I don't duck shit but the feds (I don't)
These **** green but I see red
Don't need a Perc', I need my meds
AP bust down, don't need no flash (I don't)
That **** ran thought he was fast
Got right with him, turned him to ash (Brrt, brrt)
Don't get no pass, we spanking ass
I want you bad, lay in yo' grass
7.62's, leave shit in cab (I know that)
Glock 26, this bitch don't jam (Uh-uh)
I had to put ten milli' down
That bitch too big and shoot too wild
Them **** played, they in the ground
Bitch, I still shoot when I'm out of bounds (You know that)
I love the Drac', I love the sounds (Huh?)
But sometimes that bitch get too loud (Yeah)
Thought he was safe, blew at the crowd (Yeah)
D.O.A, he was pronounced (Brrt)
**** be cap without a gown (You know that)
If you can't swim, yo' ass gon' drown (Yeah)
Micro Drac' send **** down
(Bitch, Micro Drac' send **** down)
(If you can't swim yo ass gon drown)
(I still shoot when I'm out of bounds, go)
(Brrt, yeah, mm)
In my city, I'm a threat (You know that)
Bitch, I'm really up ten hats (Yeah)
I should get sponsored by Mitchell & Ness
**** played, you know the rest
They got pictures of 'em stretched
Knew it was him just from his hat (Damn)
4-5 bullets all in his chest (Damn)
You miss yo' twin, bitch, don't be next
If it wasn't for who, then that bitch checked
Know you lost yo' mind when you got that text
Had him screamin' like a bitch (Ahh)
Shit stuck all up in my head
Like check the news, that **** dead
We really putting shit to bed (You know that)
AP lit up, this bitch dance
Snatching Rollies, breaking hands
Written by: Jeffery Harris
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