a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de blood ties - foolio & wam spinthabin

[intro: wam spinthabin]
he k!llin’ for me, n-gga (aria made this)
ha, n-gga
this sh-t in the street, n-gga, look
i’m k!llin’ for six, he k!llin’ for me
lot of you n-ggas got put on the tee, n-gga
a lot of you n-ggas got put on the tee
i’m k!llin’ for six, he k!llin’ for me
lot of you n-ggas got put on the tee, n-gga

[verse 1: foolio]
how many people gon’ die for n-ggas to know not to play with this sh-t? (play with this sh-t)
just got the drop, we at his spot, we finna lay on his sh-t (lay on his sh-t)
brand new opps, out of nowhere, these n-ggas created and sh-t (goofy)
slidin’ through boca when i’m on ten, ready to face em all, b-tch (b-tch)
i don’t wanna talk, so many hats, i could’ve worked at lids (no hats)
my brothers just crashed, belt to ass, all these n-ggas my kids (n-ggas my kids)
i’m thinking ’bout jake, ride with my drac’, and wam be k!llin’ for wizz (wizz)
all of us standin’ on biz’, yellin’ out murder, we gettin’ it in (murder, murder; n-gga)

[verse 2: wam spinthabin]
in the jungle i’m watchin’ for snakes (for snakes), foolio wanna eat him a fade (fade)
free jack, he caught him a case (a case), lil’ wizz he died at my age (my age)
go broke then they gon’ act funny (funny), see, i don’t need sh-t with some money (some money)
no meth, take percs to the face ([?]), lil [?] got switched in his face (below waist)
[verse 3: foolio]
what you gon’ do? what’s the name under my shoe? (under my shoe)
i got my gun in the booth, hang out the roof
n-gga, i’m shootin’ like eight, n-gga i’m drillin’ for [?new/noo]
it ain’t no question, wam say k!llin’ for me, my n-gga, i’m k!llin’ for you (i’m k!llin’ for you)
so many bodies, got me poppin’ these rocks, my brain don’t know what to do (i don’t know what to do)
n-ggas be snitchin’, n-ggas be foo, no mask on, hole out the roof (rra)
this my third shootout this week, my mama say, “son, i’m prayin’ for you” (“i’m prayin’ for you”)
none of them n-ggas don’t drill how i drill, none of them n-ggas can’t do what i do
sent 50 shots all in my car and i ain’t get touched, i’m playin’ with woo (n-gga, woo)

[verse 4: wam spinthabin]
rico been drillin’ for days (for days), he need to go take him a break (a break)
got too many souls in his plate, 300, got hit in his face
and foolio in love with them dracs, n-gga, trigger
foolio in love with them dracs (grra), 300, got hit in his face
rico been drillin’ for days (for days), he need to go take him a break (a break)
got too many souls in his plate (on the plate), 300, got hit in his face

[verse 5: foolio]
fetty been drillin’ for years, he needa just take him a chill
scat pack, switchin’ the gears (the gears), booted i’m poppin’ these pills (poppin’ these pills)
these n-ggas be clubhouse gangsters, f-ck n-gga, come get in the field (get in the field)
n-gga, come get you a k!ll, caught ’em in public, now we on his heels (we on his heels)

[outro: wam spinthabin & foolio]
all you n-ggas know what the business is, man
long live lil’ wizz, long live bibby (six)
free cojack, man (you know what time it is)
long live blood, we search sh-t, we dirt sh-t (i’ll k!ll one of you hood rappin’ ass n-ggas, man)
from jacksonville, duval, these f-ck n-ggas know what the business is (for sure)
f-ck n-gga, check the score, n-gga (we up)
these n-ggas know what the business is
ayy, wam, what they do?
foolio, man, what the business is?
long live wizz, rest up bibby, n-gga
gang

- foolio wam spinthabin

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS