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letra de sippin calpol - bloodcutters

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(intro)
bl–dy bloodcutters
hallowpoint
dj bloodcutters from tha trenches

(verse 1: hallowpoint)

you know me
i’m posted with my team, keep it lowkey (lowkey)
i hate hoes, that b-tch tryna blow me (blow me)
call up terry and you we get to smoking (smoking)

straight gas, straight loud, we don’t smoke skeets (smoke skeets)
hottest rapper, man i think my name is keef (who that?)
we drop t-town you know we get them victories
don’t play with us, cause we start scenes (start scenes)

(verse 2: bloodcutters)

with the crew, you know we stay slatt
see a bad b-tch, know i tap that
need a feature? hit my cash-app
ain’t toon, this ain’t no splat

you know we be toting them guns
music sh-t all jokes
all fun
love it when you twerk that bum
chilling at custom, chiefin’ that blunt
(verse 3: hallowpoint)

f-cking with me and my team
got a bad shawty and i’m making her scream (aughh)
f-ck losing, i don’t know what that mean
after i’m done, they gon’ be filled with steam

counting up racks, smoking that green
blowing her back out, my sh-t too mean
dirty sprite cup, that’s filled with lean
cutters and hallow, some calpol fiends

(verse 4: bloodcutters)

see me on the street, finna brawl
what i be sippin on?
calpol
i hear children in my walls
when i’m done you better call saul

chilling with edward scissorhands
i’ma catch a flight out to france
new trues, gotta flex these bands
me and hallow, he the brother ’till the end
(woomy)
(verse 5: hallowpoint)

swervin’ in my whip round a bend
car brand, hmm
that b-tch is a benz
zooming in on my opps, like a lens
me and my homies, yeah, we only f-ck tens

got my strap out, so you start duckin
baked as f-ck, i might be a m-ffin
on solvents, that’s what i’m huffin
no cigs, only elux i’m puffin

- bloodcutters

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