Bleed Red

With Q50, that's my round (You know that, bleed)

Fifty shots'll clear the crowd

I'll take you down or chalk you out (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Bitch, you better watch your mouth

With Q50, that's my round (You know that, bleed)

Fifty shots'll clear the crowd

I'll take you down or chalk you out (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Bitch, you better watch your mouth

Go, bitch want this dick, better bring her a friend

She suck it with spit, I might hit it again

Just bought a new Benz, we done burnt up the fin

Tryna jump in this water, get ate, you can't swim

God forgive, I don't, bitch, I gotta get revenge (Yeah, yeah, yeah, God forgive, I don't, bitch, gotta get revenge, alright)

Before this rap shit, we was out tryna bend

You ain't Jeff or 50, you not my twin

We always get over, what the fuck is revenge?

That **** not like that, his life just pretend

I hit an opp bitch, now she think I'm her man

Slimed 'em out, bitch, we not friends

Slide ain't talk, he got shot in his head

Tryna put every opp right to bed

BloodHound Gang, bitch, we bleed red

**** done died over shit they done said

Tony a Perc', it go right to the head

Oxycodone, I need my meds

He had a white shirt, we turned it red

Gotta watch what I say 'cause **** be fed

I'm mad as hell, **** should've been dead

Roll up Vell, smokin' VI to the head

Go, popped out with the ten, that's light shit

Big 7.62, can't fight this

Take a bitch **** kit, I like this

After I fuck one time, you dismissed

Young turnt ****, drillin' on Christmas

He ain't never caught a body, but a bitch wanna rap diss

He ain't never caught a body, but a bitch wanna rap diss, go

Through the grapevine, BloodHound and 'em whack shit

Opps be dissing, but they be bapping

We ain't no actors, boy, we clap shit

We got 'bows and bricks, come buy this

New opp pack in, who wanna try this?

Jump in the street, dumbass, he died quick

Spin in the 'Raq, you know who I'm outside with

It might go up, so I keep me a mask, bitch

I don't fuck with the 6, the 7, or 5, bitch

It's hot outside, so we on the 9 with it

In this fast-ass car, on the E-Way, flying

The opps bad luck, they keep on dying

On gang

Go, these **** keep dying

I'ma get rich as fuck or I'ma die sliding

Give no fuck if we just met, bitch, you mine

Reach for this chain, your ass gon' die