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Red Dot Video (MV)




Performed By: Klebb
Length: 3:22
Written by: Klebber Machado




Klebb - Red Dot Lyrics




F*ck with my niggas I'm running up

Anyone cut
Nigga imma nut

Glocks in the truck
And they all tucked

Whipping
We whipping and pouring up

Sipping on Henny we turnt up
Transporting packs of the good stuff
I think I'm growing up
I need a bigger cup
Y'all can't keep up
Theres a 9
Bleed cuzzzz
From them sucks i duck
Im outside in the rough
Calling plays like hut
Niggas get struck testing they luck
I dont hang with a clutz
My niggas come in the clutch
Get yo head bust

As they were shooting
I was duking it out

On a paper route
Down south

I don't beef for clout
I gotta stack for a drought
When i leave the trap house
No spouse
But i got a bad bitch in a blouse

Blue bills
What we count

Then we bounce
Cuz i need my amount
I don't sit
I dont pout
F*ck y'all talking about
My checks cleared now
Im allowed to chow

I made a vow to never bow
Unless its for my crowd

My audience is loud
Im Brazilian and proud
My bitches meow
If i plow
I growl and i howl

On the prowl
Imma dog like bow wow

So shawty bow now
Stay up like an owl

The way i do it
Let me know my game fluent

I been in this game
I wasn't truant

Curbside i was influenced into moving
Tired of the losing
I started regrouping

Moving weight
Yeah
Yeah we moving weight
To another state

Cant let shit depreciate
You get what you make
I get what I take

Rob Me
You Dead In a lake
These straps aint fake

Shooting at a niggas face
Its a speed race
Not to catch a case
I escape if they hate
I aint got time to debate
If theres a witness
We assassinate
Bitch I'm from the BAY
My packs aint from LA
Ask my cousin JAY
We here to stay
Ask out ready to play
Don't lose your next day
My niggas harm and they spray
Any family
If you speaking on me
My nigga i rep the c
For all of my G's
Once i die

I will leave
Put me up on a tee

Cuz i couldn't just take the plea
Set me free
Gimme the keys
Out the penitentiary

The way i do it
Let me know my game fluent

I been in this game
I wasn't truant

Curbside i was influenced into moving
Tired of the losing
I started regrouping
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F*ck with my niggas I'm running up

Anyone cut
Nigga imma nut

Glocks in the truck
And they all tucked

Whipping
We whipping and pouring up

Sipping on Henny we turnt up
Transporting packs of the good stuff
I think I'm growing up
I need a bigger cup
Y'all can't keep up
Theres a 9
Bleed cuzzzz
From them sucks i duck
Im outside in the rough
Calling plays like hut
Niggas get struck testing they luck
I dont hang with a clutz
My niggas come in the clutch
Get yo head bust

As they were shooting
I was duking it out

On a paper route
Down south

I don't beef for clout
I gotta stack for a drought
When i leave the trap house
No spouse
But i got a bad bitch in a blouse

Blue bills
What we count

Then we bounce
Cuz i need my amount
I don't sit
I dont pout
F*ck y'all talking about
My checks cleared now
Im allowed to chow

I made a vow to never bow
Unless its for my crowd

My audience is loud
Im Brazilian and proud
My bitches meow
If i plow
I growl and i howl

On the prowl
Imma dog like bow wow

So shawty bow now
Stay up like an owl

The way i do it
Let me know my game fluent

I been in this game
I wasn't truant

Curbside i was influenced into moving
Tired of the losing
I started regrouping

Moving weight
Yeah
Yeah we moving weight
To another state

Cant let shit depreciate
You get what you make
I get what I take

Rob Me
You Dead In a lake
These straps aint fake

Shooting at a niggas face
Its a speed race
Not to catch a case
I escape if they hate
I aint got time to debate
If theres a witness
We assassinate
Bitch I'm from the BAY
My packs aint from LA
Ask my cousin JAY
We here to stay
Ask out ready to play
Don't lose your next day
My niggas harm and they spray
Any family
If you speaking on me
My nigga i rep the c
For all of my G's
Once i die

I will leave
Put me up on a tee

Cuz i couldn't just take the plea
Set me free
Gimme the keys
Out the penitentiary

The way i do it
Let me know my game fluent

I been in this game
I wasn't truant

Curbside i was influenced into moving
Tired of the losing
I started regrouping
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Writer: Klebber Machado
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