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Throw your motherfucking Cincinnati hats in the sky |
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Nigga don't ask why |
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Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95's |
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I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June |
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Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune |
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Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room |
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Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break, Cancun |
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Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it |
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Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted |
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But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes |
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Half of these rappers weren't trappin' when I was choppin' the do or die |
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Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye |
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Dre called, told my baby momma "won't you decide" |
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She chose Doc, first day I pulled dude aside like its Aftermath for life |
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And all I do is ride |
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Before I turn on 'em I kill Satan and stick my red flag groundin the |
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It's Red Nation!!! |
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Now Blood the fuck up |
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Everyday's a gamble motherfucker, tough luck |
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And we gonna fuck the World til that bitch bust nuts |
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I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what |
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And that's, B's up, hoes down |
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Lookin' in the mirror, I'm no where to be found |
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Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound |
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Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground |
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Niggas'll trade their soul to be Drake or J. Cole |
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Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur's halo |
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One blood, plural, nigga I'm spendin' Euro's |
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Ferrari got an ice cream paint job, Dorrough |
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I'm up out the hood, where they pull guns on you like |
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Come up out ya hood, it ain't never all good |
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We roll up in backwoods, nigga get to actin' stupid |
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Get thrown in the back woods |
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Los Angeles, home of the scandalous |
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Pimp, hoes and gamblers |
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98 degrees on Christmas |
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Nigga we rollin' cannabis |
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Swisha sweet ain't it, I told her I'm Charles Louboutin |
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The bitch fainted, pulled her panties down, stain it |
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That's my Chi-lingo, yeah I'm bi-lingual |
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Ball by myself, nigga Ochocinco |
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Dancing with the stars, bullets and fast cars |
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And everybody bleed out here, word to God |
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Now Blood the fuck up |
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Everyday's a gamble motherfucker, tough luck |
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And we gonna fuck the World til the bitch bust nuts |
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I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what |
| [02:21.72] |
And that's, B's up, hoes down |
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Lookin' in the mirror, I know where to be found |
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Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound |
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Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground |
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Russia got a Red Flag |
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US got Red Stripes |
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Last train to Paris, round the World in these red Nikes |
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Che Guevara of the New Era, test me |
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Louieville slugger, you'll get buried in my new era |
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Got that natty on, tighter than a magnum |
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Walk in the club saggin' with a .38 magnum |
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Red Ralph Laurens, the double R sittin' on a hill like Lauren |
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Her and the car foreign |
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Got my red Dre Beats on, tryna put my peeps on |
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And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan |
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Where my nigga Jim Jones at? |
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Roll up the weed son, so many bloods in Compton had to get a NYC song |
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And while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping |
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And put this new bad bitch I got her some red bottoms |
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And all these hatin' ass niggas want me dead |
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Cause I'm Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, RED |
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Now Blood the fuck up |
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Everyday's a gamble motherfucker, tough luck |
| [03:21.68] |
And we gonna fuck the World til the bitch bust nuts |
| [03:24.44] |
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what |
| [03:27.42] |
And that's, B's up, hoes down |
| [03:29.86] |
Lookin' in the mirror, I know where to be found |
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Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound |
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Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground |
