Realbleeda - BLEEDA STORY Lyrics

Realbleeda - Bleeda Story [Explicit Lyrics]

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With my bleeda up and run him a empire left a n***a
We gon give him time I wanna see who gon come stepping with him
And before my n***as died, I was shelfing with em
Hop out from the right, no the left and watch me mow the n***a
I'm missing D I cant see Cliff im slanging fire by myself lil n***a
Posed to zip the bitch he made it out I double back im tryna see who gon come help the n***a
You know murder be the topic pop your dog that's how im rocking
Oh you don't like that lil one
F*ck it try to put me on my pocket
I got shot clean through the pocket up in sky I was wylin
He aint 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 im at your man glizzy tryna get a strike
Lay him down but can see em thru the rearview 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 Im blind
Im 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 letting off the 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 im shining lotta diamonds on my teeth
You could try to rob me knowin im a shotta bitch I got you that's on me
Put oxycontin in my body im up all night cuz I cant sleep
If I spot you then I got you bitch this aint no hide and seek
You know we gon f*ck the scene up
I got mud in this Gina
Bitch im doubled up but I think this the one that could flip a bus
Bad bitch like she katrina
Don't want be seen cant trust my own people
Is you a bloodclot or real bleeda
I hit a spot was banging from the top
F*ck my glizzy locked had to grease up
In the shade or some plotting scheming on a new pack how ima make me one
Missing ketchup so I go mustard crazy that's why I wear yellow
Riding round in a four do dolo plus its 5 percent
Hit my show tho this bitch bullet proof f*ck it if it aint got tint
Lotta murder lotta homicide that's what we commit
Ima stop the violence if you can stop a bullet when I hit
Pussy bitch
They be tripping blogs and doing it for the entertainment
I aint no simp bitch I aint basic I can make arrangements
Feel like marlo from the wire and walk down on your gang
He wont get a chance to up his pole I cant let him bang
I hold court in the streets whats prolyl why I got this judge on me
N***as sang ima blow a n***a brain you think bout judging me
Bullets rain if you go against the grain that's on everything
She might use my name up and bang when im in the vains
I hate n***as I been f*cking around the the KKK
Choppa erase his face soon as I lift I seen the pussy lay
Prolly cuz that's a cop or something
But you cant dodge a thot for nothing
And I shoot like im scotty cousin
This a double M f*ck them this what im riding cousin
I know you watching over me show me where they hiding cousin
And everything aint bout a dollar so could you stop it cousin
I been thugging wit a backpack with a 50 ball in the bitch
That's a brick pull up let off 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 wont survive this time
I bet he wont survive