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Rodney White Jr
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Tarron Scott
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Letras
[Intro]
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Big Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Yo, Kadi
Blrrrd
[Verse 1]
It get dangerous in my hood, you can't come post up in the trenches
Can't come up here
It's so safe up on your block 'cause you wasn't into it with nothin' but business
****, all of y'all some pussy, mine dead, they ain't got stitches
They whores, stitches
First, they was scared to tote them fully's, we put the city on switchin'
They scared, blrrrd, blrrd, blrrd
We made the world say "Blrrrd", at least we showed 'em what it mean
I been told 'em you can't say that word, you ain't shot no sticks with me
Can't say it
Nothin' but gangster's on my side, it ain't not one bitch around me
No, not one
I'm the one made the hood fire, I'm from King Gate back to Bent Tree
I ain't him, ****, I'm me
I'm me
In my city, boy, I'm a god
A god
Real stand-up guy gon' kill, so I'm exposing all the frauds
The frauds
Every troll I know dead , plus I'm smokin' on him hard
Yeah, he dead, hard
So you know just what I'm smokin' on, he buried in that yard
That boy
Boy, they buried in that cemetery , buried in that grave
That boy, they gone
Every shot I send, it hits somethin', I don't know shit 'bout no grave
No
We ain't grazin' shit, we hit **** in they shit
Graze, what?
Head tap, head shot
Head tap
King, bitch, I'm known for givin' out head rounds
Head rounds
DOA, he bled out, it's time to pass that bread out
He bled out, bread out
No sense in no hospital, send his ass to the dead house
The dead house
Send his ass to the mortician, his ass dead now
He dead now
I'm Cripping till the day I die, but all I see is red now
Is red now
Blood in my eye, that boy was scared, his ass done moved away
You can't get up in this car if you ain't never used a Drac'
Even though this shit real life, we done him the movie way
The movie way
All face, shot down to the feet to his chest, back to his face
Ah
I say what I wanna, these **** say what they should say
Choppa Gang for life, new Death Row, we do shit the Suge way
Choppa, the Suge way
Now let me switch it up, black truck, black road, all black Drac'
All black
Heard he got hit up, back shot , chest shot, all in the face
Back shot, all in the face
No bystanders, all in the way
All in the way
Got cloke, made him fall with the K
The forensics say they found 762's in his draws by his waist
In his draws
I was out of town by the West, stuffing dick in his old lady
His old hog
She found out he was dead while we was fuckin', I ran the ho crazy
I ran the ho crazy
[Outro]
Haha, Big Blrrrd (Blrrrd)
Free Shiest'
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Yo, Kadi
Written by: Rodney White Jr, Tarron Scott