(I am trying to find Rico, Rico who in the fuck is that?)
(Mercy Beats, nigga)
Mane check this shit out (Brrr, bow)
You got the Juice now pussy (You got the Juice now man)
Pussy bitch, You ain't no Bleeda nigga
With my Bleeda up and run him a empire left a nigga
We gon give him time I wanna see who gon come stepping with him
And before my niggas died, I was shelfing with em' (Talking)
Hop out from the right, no the left and watch me mow the nigga
I'm missing D I can't see Cliff I'm slanging fire by myself lil nigga
Posed to zip the bitch on college, he made it out I double back I'm tryna see who gon come help the lil one
You know murder be the topic pop your dog that's how I'm rocking
Oh you don't like that lil one, Fuck it try to put me on my pocket
I got shot clean through the pocket up in (?) I was wyling
He ain't from the trap if I seen him then he would've been clapped
Glock got 40 I got 40 you do the math, this 4GS never leave my Glock (?)
Up in Texas I'm at your man, Glizzy tryna get a strike
Lay him down but can see em thru the rear view as if he can come out through the side
I really had start getting tired
And bro see the look in my eyes
In the Taliban you would think that I'm blind
I'm a villain and this shit my exercise
I work out who finna run down and shoot the pussy shirt off
Slowly open the door looking through the scope
Let off that switch shoot towards the floor
Christian Dior on my feet they C and D for Cliff and D
You play both sides like the bitch you a lil pussy referee
No they don't like how I'm shining lotta diamonds on my teeth
You could try to rob me knowing I'm a shotter bitch I got you that's on Reef
Put oxycontin In my body I'm up all night cuz I can't sleep
If I spot you then I got you bitch this ain't no hide and seek
You know we gon fuck the scene up
I got mud in the Gina
Bitch I'm doubled up but I think this the one that could flip a bus
Bad bitch like she Katerina (I'm like Angela)
Don't want be seen can't trust my own people
Is you a blood clot or a Realbleeda
I hit a spot was banging from the top, fuck my glizzy locked had to grease up
In the shade or some plotting scheming on a new pack how ima make me one
How Ima make me one missing ketchup so I go mustard crazy that's why I wear yellow
Riding round in a four door dolo plus its 5 percent
Hit my show though this bitch bullet proof fuck it if it ain't got tint
Lotta murder lotta homicide that's what we commit
Ima stop the violence if you can stop a bullet when I hit
(Punk Pussy Bitch)
They be tripping blogs and doing it for the entertainment
I ain't no simp bitch I ain't basic I can make arrangements
Feel like Marlo from the wire and walk down on your gang
He won't get a chance to up his pole, I can't let him bang
I hold court in the streets what's prolly why I got this judge on me
Nigga sang Ima blow a nigga brain If you think bout judging me
Bullets ran if you go against the grain that's on everything
She might use my name and bang when I'm in the veins
I hate niggas I been fucking around the KKK
Choppa erase his face soon as I lift I seen the pussy lay
Prolly could doge a cop or some
But you can't dodge a thot for nothing
And I shoot like I'm scotty cousin
This a double M fuck them this what I'm riding cousin (I'm riding cousin)
I know you watching over me show me where they hiding cousin
And everything ain't bout a dollar so could you stop it cousin
I been thuggin' with a backpack with a 50 ball in the bitch
That's a brick pull up let 60 rounds from the stick
Choppa leave him with a stain I done stained him with that shit
Lil one a hard head that boy shit like a brick
I wish that he shot more than 6 times
I bet he won't survive this time
I bet he won't survive
(I am trying to find Rico, Rico who in the fuck is that?)
They want to know how a nigga living
Shit I'm living raw
(Mercy Beats, nigga)
Bitch ass nigga
(Yo, You got the Juice now man)
Fucking Bleeda Story
Pussy bitch, You ain't no Bleeda nigga
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