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letra de bh4l - bloodhound q50 & bloodhound lil jeff

[intro: bloodhound q50]
mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, mm
mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
make sure you keep all this sh-t, this sh-t free
that too (judeh productions)
mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm
mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (ayo, hustler, we gotta stack that guap, fool)
mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (nah, start it, start it back from when the beat drop, like start it a lil’ closer)

[verse 1: bloodhound q50 & bloodhound lil jeff]
i was bailin’ out, gettin’ that fifty, how the f-ck think i got my name?
bloodhound, that’s the gang, a body drop, n-ggas know they gon’ say my name
blew me, wanted me to start dumpin’, i’m in love with takin’ n-ggas’ chains
ten scales like a blind man walkin’, and emile, he got dog and ‘caine
me and jeff like giannis and dame, step back, shoot a n-gga like big flame
n-ggas know i got bodies from state to state, in a meetin’ while i’m clappin’ n-ggas for the pape’
in a high-speed, it’s me, 10 and tank
i’ll bust a n-gga brain, so i seen what he think
you ain’t nеver k!ll a n-gga, you ain’t got no rank (go)

[verse 2: bloodhound lil jeff & bloodhound q50]
last n-ggas had played, got ’em gonе same week
got a hundred-round clip on a fully arp
and you know i keep micro drac’ on me
n-ggas beg for some clout, put ’em on a tv
f-ck it, throw his dirty ass on a tee
hop out, chase a n-gga in amiri, celine
pullin’ up like curry, switch shootin’ threes
before the n-gga died, he screamed
put the flash to his face, he forgot to say cheese
lil t real wild, quick to bounce out on feet
know i’m still hoppin’ out while i’m drivin’ the v (go)
[verse 3: bloodhound q50]
n-gga, tell ’em free hot, got thirty shots up in my glock
i’ll chase a n-gga down up in my sock (true story)
you can’t name a drill i ain’t shoot ’til it stop
i hawk n-ggas down ’til i see they ass drop
for my n-gga z, they can’t trap on they block
the news might give us a sponsor from all them headlines on fox
i wish you could’ve seen his face before we clapped his ass up in the car
we dish out free smoke to anybody, your ass ain’t even gotta be an opp, go

[verse 4: bloodhound lil jeff]
bailin’ out blowin’, n-ggas runnin’ and tryna get low
four-nick’ got kick, knocked the feathers out his coat
n-ggas duckin’ the field, don’t want no smoke
every time i’m outside, on live, drop a lo’
finna run up on me, what the f-ck? is you slow?
got mirco drac’ tucked up in the coat
and i won’t think twice, b-tch, you know i’ma blow
been ballin’ like michael, now they callin’ me the goat
everything i do twice, if you know, you know

[outro: bloodhound q50 & bloodhound lil jeff]
big swerv shoot and drive, he the reason i’m slow, go
you ain’t never had no second verse?
uh-huh

- bloodhound q50 bloodhound lil jeff

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