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letra de want blood - velly vellz

[intro]
grahh, grahh
it’s spazz lil’ b-tch
grah
it’s spazz lil’ b-tch

[verse: velly vellz]
first thing’s first, say h-llo to my d-ck (die l’s)
when it’s up i don’t talk, i say less
on a drill then we leavin’ a mess
when i’m throwin’, i bet you he catch
diss on the set, then the n-gga get stretched
you ain’t learn about cause and effect
diss on the set, then the n-gga get stretched
you ain’t learn about cause and effect
n-ggas p-ssy, but they on they last lives
guess i gotta be the f-ckin’ bad guy
when n-ggas start to die, don’t ask why
want smoke, i don’t think thеy could match mine
i would never back bitе, rather blast pipes
do a makk sheist
drop a diss, we spinnin’ that night
bet this .45th make him act right
and let’s know what’s up with me
and we got a new pack if he think that he double g
h-lla chops, got enough of these
had this b-tch in the crib when i couldn’t have company
spin through the have tryna blaze me a n-gga, if they ain’t outside we gon’ lay on them n-ggas
catch lee drilly better pray for that n-gga, kay hound ain’t gon’ keep savin’ these n-ggas
hop out he fled
free sha gz, tryna knock off his dreads
go dumb like eddy and ed
spin through all black, like under the bed
he mention a.i, then he got a death wish
[?] he get with like 3 or 4 weapons
what we gon’ do? it’s not even a question
one for the violence, we heavy on steppin’
don’t run, don’t trip, don’t shout
we tryna knock sumn off the count
do a hit, know we in and we out
f-ck 150, they just want some clout
n-ggas they know what i’m ’bout
knocked a couple n-ggas off the count
i done slapped a couple n-ggas down
n-ggas start talkin’, change when i’m around
if he on what? you know we gotta land it
n-gga runnin’, he don’t got his hammer
he catch a shot and i’m hopin’ he panic
big ebk but i f-ck wit’ my blammas
n-ggas get shot everyday, don’t be a n-gga that just in the way
so many opps got flocked broad day
we catch ray f-ck up his day
la should’ve died that day
slime n-ggas down, wipe the snot off they face
and they know what happened to blocka
how many n-ggas that god gon’ save?
drop 300, that lil’ n-gga brave
outside with that rod, no wave
but it still’ll give you some pain
they say it’s gon’ blow when it rain
up this chop he gon’ dash, no dame
only n-gga i trust wit’ my life is lil’ kappa
i know he gon’ do more than bang
told these n-ggas that i ain’t no regular rapper, i really got hits i won’t name
drop the l, cause we don’t f-ck wit’ lames
we gon’ spin through they block in the range
up the chop, i’ma hit i got aim
[outro]
grahh, grahh
it’s spazz lil’ b-tch
spin through that block, we gon’ let off them shots
unlimited shots, not a stick that’s a mop

- velly vellz

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