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letra de blood money - hussein fatal

[intro: hussein fatal]
yo, yeah, huh
where yo guns at cousin? (where my plague n-ggas?)
y’all n-ggas talk way over budget
c’mon holla!
to my (this dizza here) you ain’t know?
dizza dog (it’s to my plague n-ggas)
f-ck
uh
moddy bang check it out

[verse 1: hussein fatal]
[?] off, put a smoke cloud right in ya face
spot spinnin’ the [?] three times in one place
wit’ the queen of yo’ camp, put her neck on levers
used to tell my squad, watch what disrespect gon’ get us
now i mash with face, little j, and the mob
and i can still hear pac, “hussein stay on your job!”
dizza playin’ the game ’cause they stuck me in
you got a spot wit’ no product, n-gga? cut me in!
’cause it’s all about paper, b-tches catchin’ the vapors
brushin’ my three sixty wit the [?] where my n-ggas at?
i can aim and c-ck, squeeze takin you out
or be in your house with ja, puttin’ tape on yo’ mouth
wrap in ya feet, then bail out clappin’ the heat
and if you still havin’ problems i’ll be back in a week
i’m needin’ my chips, i’ma start feedin’ ya b-tch
at the end of the night, have her on her knees on my d-ck
[chorus: hussein fatal]
you pimpin’ or simpin’, show the thugs to the drug money
don of the hood, my n-ggas shed blood for me
my dogs is blood hungry, we smell blood money
my dogs is blood hungry, we smell blood money

[verse 2: hussein fatal]
bouts to stay silk keep a good meal at home
but be hungry for blood money when i feel that chrome
how real is that? dog i only deal wit’ facts
like gettin’ one of speedy mans and come and steal ya act
peel the mac, lookin’ for a chance to break
’cause it’s death on each side of every chance you take
you be walkin’ like an egyptian tryna dance wit’ snakes
that’s how that hustle thing go, when you advance the stage
police lean on me, when i got cream on me
bracelet rocks and full carat earrings on me
you ain’t no pimp, playa hater, and you playin’ too much
you don’t rap-a-lot, you talk-a-lot, sayin too much
i ride around with real n-ggas, flippin’ raps to chips
by any means, even if they have to flip
rely on the chrome, n-gga gon’ survive on his own
cry revenge like donald goines, never dyin’ alone

[chorus: hussein fatal]
is you pimpin’ or simpin’, show the thugs to the drug money
don of the hood, my n-ggas shed blood for me
my dogs is blood hungry, we smell blood money
my dogs is blood hungry, we smell blood money
[verse 3: hussein fatal]
we roll in cars with the tops off, showin’ rocks off
how could i not floss, wit’ n-ggas that’ll pop glocks off
hate me now, bounce to where i can’t be found
pop up like where ya heart at n-gga? take me out
in a cadi truck proof’d out gin n juice’d out
fo’ tv’s followed by the lex with the roof out
ten a pop for show, then i got to go
i’m tryna bounce where the ounces cause lot’s of dough
we could do whatever possible, you got’s to know
who got the ‘dro? off this sh-t we got’s the blow
fo’ key’s to my house then i lock the do’
when i’m cuttin’ ki’s for n-ggas, then the block’ll know
that’s when it’s on, take yours, and drop my dough
’cause you side act n-ggas can’t stop my show

[chorus: hussein fatal]
is you pimpin’ or simpin’, show the thugs to the drug money
don of the hood, my n-ggas shed blood for me
my dogs is blood hungry, we can smell blood money
my dogs is blood hungry, we can smell blood money
is you pimpin’ or simpin’, show the thug the drug money
don of the hood, my n-gga shed blood for me
my dog is blood hungry, we can smell blood money
my dog is blood hungry, we can smell blood money
[outro: hussein fatal]
uh, ay stop simpin’ and start pimpin’ n-gga
get up on ya game
y’all n-ggas talkin’ alot
huh
you heard me

- hussein fatal

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