"Steppin In Blood" lyrics
MAF Teeski & BloodHound Q50 Lyrics
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
First and foremost, free my slime
Shit get real, this not just rhymes
I got shot one time, not nine
The next day, somebody died
Suit and tie on, it's your funeral
Mama, aunties, daddies cryin'
Real shit, this not no drill
Call your daughter and tell her bye (Bye, daddy)
Uh, shoot at me and you gon' die
How the fuck you gangster?
You the type to get on stand and testify
Yeah, you know you could feel that fire
Yeah, you know you could feel that switch
I just made 10K off a glitch
I don't know what to pour up, the Wock' or the Tris
If you think you tough and big and bad, we get on your ass
Wanna catch next day up your play, hit me, I got glass
I'ma tell you once, get out your feelings and get up in your bag
My new bitch got ass and pretty, it make your main bitch look like trash
Mention Scoom, that's my fastest way to crash
I'ma fuckin' pass right to my brother just like my name Steve Nash
I ain't tryna talk, bitch, my BOA on for a dime
I come from a city where murders cool and they don't solve the crime
First and foremost, free my slime
Shit get real, this not just rhymes
I got shot one time, not nine
The next day, somebody died
Suit and tie on, it's your funeral
Mama, aunties, daddies cryin'
Real shit, this not no drill
Call your daughter and tell her bye (Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother, bye, daddy)
Uh, go
Nigga play with one of mines, somebody gon' end up dyin'
Bodies droppin' back-to-back, ain't goin' eye for eye
Everywhere I go, I tote my fire
Old-ass goofy can't guard a VI
Spinned the wrong block, now his ass in the sky
We can't talk bodies, you ain't up at least five
If we collide, shots gon' get fired
Known for givin' niggas suits and ties
41 on my wrist, still can't tell time
Niggas be bitches, that shit a disguise
She was dissin' my brother, we killed her brother
Now the dumb-ass bitch steady askin' God, "Why?"
Slick crackin' them 4s, I'm droppin' the 5
7.62 change a big nigga size
First and foremost, free my slime
Shit get real, this not just rhymes
I got shot one time, not nine
The next day, somebody died
Suit and tie on, it's your funeral
Mama, aunties, daddies cryin'
Real shit, this not no drill
Call your daughter and tell her bye (Bye, daddy)
First and foremost, free my slime
Shit get real, this not just rhymes
I got shot one time, not nine
The next day, somebody died
Suit and tie on, it's your funeral
Mama, aunties, daddies cryin'
Real shit, this not no drill
Call your daughter and tell her bye (Bye, daddy)
Uh, shoot at me and you gon' die
How the fuck you gangster?
You the type to get on stand and testify
Yeah, you know you could feel that fire
Yeah, you know you could feel that switch
I just made 10K off a glitch
I don't know what to pour up, the Wock' or the Tris
If you think you tough and big and bad, we get on your ass
Wanna catch next day up your play, hit me, I got glass
I'ma tell you once, get out your feelings and get up in your bag
My new bitch got ass and pretty, it make your main bitch look like trash
Mention Scoom, that's my fastest way to crash
I'ma fuckin' pass right to my brother just like my name Steve Nash
I ain't tryna talk, bitch, my BOA on for a dime
I come from a city where murders cool and they don't solve the crime
First and foremost, free my slime
Shit get real, this not just rhymes
I got shot one time, not nine
The next day, somebody died
Suit and tie on, it's your funeral
Mama, aunties, daddies cryin'
Real shit, this not no drill
Call your daughter and tell her bye (Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother, bye, daddy)
Uh, go
Nigga play with one of mines, somebody gon' end up dyin'
Bodies droppin' back-to-back, ain't goin' eye for eye
Everywhere I go, I tote my fire
Old-ass goofy can't guard a VI
Spinned the wrong block, now his ass in the sky
We can't talk bodies, you ain't up at least five
If we collide, shots gon' get fired
Known for givin' niggas suits and ties
41 on my wrist, still can't tell time
Niggas be bitches, that shit a disguise
She was dissin' my brother, we killed her brother
Now the dumb-ass bitch steady askin' God, "Why?"
Slick crackin' them 4s, I'm droppin' the 5
7.62 change a big nigga size
First and foremost, free my slime
Shit get real, this not just rhymes
I got shot one time, not nine
The next day, somebody died
Suit and tie on, it's your funeral
Mama, aunties, daddies cryin'
Real shit, this not no drill
Call your daughter and tell her bye (Bye, daddy)
