BLOODIE - Stop Running (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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BLOODIE - Stop Running (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Investigation underway in Harlem after
a man was stabbed to death
It happened just before 1 this
morning on West 154th Street
in St. Nicholas Avenue
Authorities say officers found
the man with multiple stab wounds
to his torso and legs
His identity yet to be released,
and no arrests have been made
Nigga, what? Come here
Where the fuck is he goin'?
Notti died and they thought
that was funny?
Lotti got packed, the start of 2020
When I hear that sound, word to
bro, that shit get me еxcited
I pray to God that we
don't get indictеd
Free the bros that got
caught for the ah
I know my niggas used to
hearin' them sirens
Everything changed on the
night that he died
Like, they got caught by surprise
Ambushed by like six of the guys
This real life, I'm not just tryna
rhyme (Come here, now look)
He was screamin' for help and he cried
When I'm spinnin' and spinnin'
I post on your block
all black like Wick
We on 43rd, who wanna get hit?
Who wanna go like that
fuck nigga Glen?
I throw the switch on the
Glock, make him dip
I held my hand, made him
ran and he flinched
This shit that I got, this
shit'll make you trip
Throw forty-one shots if we run
into Jenn (Ayy, come here)
I was like twelve when Woo Lotti died
Thirteen, I was smokin' on Fries
Fourteen, I was smokin' on Nazzy
It's everything dead when we
creep through that side
I'm with Roscoe the G, yeah,
I know he gon' get 'em
On that block, we could've
caught a victim
Talkin' on Dot, yeah, the
killers gon' get him
Like, no remorse, yeah,
I bet we gon' get 'em
Like, oh, they think it's a game?
Like, this shit deeper than fame
Like, we bend blocks all
black in the rain
Like, you get shot tryna
look at my chain
He said, ah
We bend blocks like, "Woo
Lotti, come here"
We chased opps down the
block, let it flare
Shot in the legs, make
him crawl like a bear
You hear O's on your block,
you be scared
That's what happens on that
block, we cause fear
So many opps that got put in the air
Woo, why you runnin'? Woo
Lotti, come here (Ah)
Send a hit 'cause the bros told
me that I can't slide
Like, with this thirty
on me when I ride
Like, ain't no tellin',
I might let off nine
I spin two deep, me and
G, you gon' die
Hold on, bro, bitch, I'm on they ass
They ain't goin' nowhere, threw
a shot, nigga crashed
Can't go out like (Stop
running Woo Lotti)
I seen him trip, nigga,
that was his ass
Spinnin' my block wasn't
part of the plan
Gee Gotti, Sha, ran on they mans
Like, like, them niggas hurtin'
G started clappin' like
this shit is twerkin'
Put the G to his face,
make him nervous
How you die with the heat on accident?
Matter fact, on purpose
Two O's on your block, we lurkin'
If I was there, I would've
done him like Kurtis
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