Gucci Mane - Blood All On It (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Blood All On It (en) Lyrics
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Cash out if I want it
(For real, though)
The money got blood all on
it (For real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah
Bad bitch with me on it
(For real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood
all on it (Hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (Damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin'
to lose (Damn)
He said, it's fuck everybody
and fuck everything, he got
somethin' to prove (Damn)
In the trenches pullin'
moves (Got 'еm)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hеll nah, them ain't
no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks,
ayy, what you do, nigga?)
Took the motor out a 'Vette put it
in a Chevelle (Switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these
niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from Heaven
but she fine as hell (Bad)
I'm sendin' strong to five states,
man, I just broke my scale (Uh)
Lil' cuz just caught a murder charge
and I just post his bail (Yeah)
Doing donuts in a 'Rari, I'm
a major player (Skrrt)
Send bags to the hood and to the
opps I send some shells (Yeah)
Never talk on a phone and never
leave a paper trail
Super bad bitch with a body
like Buffy (Woah)
Went to see my jeweler, spent a million
like it's nothin' (A million)
I got on too much ice, she caught
the flu when she fuck me (Uh)
Plain jane Richard Mille, I
told my jeweler, "Bust it"
In the trenches pullin'
moves (Got 'em)
In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't
no motherfuckin' shoes (Racks)
At the top where it get real lonely
Just might put a dub on homie
New Phantom with the Forgis
on it (Forgis)
And the paint got blood all on it (Ah)
These niggas ain't eatin',
they starvin' (Nah)
I can see 'cause they
crew gettin' boney
These suckers do nothing
but clout chase
These boys just some one-
trick ponies (Pussies)
Man, this rap game so damn phony
These niggas a bunch
of Jabronies (Hoes)
Everything you got, they want it
That's why I'm still up on it
Just told my hitter, he on it
Nigga better break fast like Shoney’s
And I got my bag like Tony
These niggas wanna clone
me, don't it? (Huh)
I went from ridin' a V12, switched
it up and now my motor
electric (Switched it up)
I stacked up way more millions
than haters expected
You gotta shoot for your respect,
that's how you send
a message (Bah, baow)
You gotta do what you gotta do to keep
family protected (It's Gucci)
Cash out when I want it, yeah (Huh)
These bitches know how
I'm comin', yeah
These niggas know how I'm
comin', yeah (Yeah)
The bitches know how I'm comin'
(Why they call you Tony?)
'Cause I pop shit by my lonely (Fah)
Pocket full of Crip-blue hunnids, yeah
Money got blood all on it (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm the one, not the two (Two),
I turn a one to a two (Two)
I'm havin' racks, yeah, I got the bag,
yeah, I put the bag on you, you
I put the bag on you too,
inside my Hellcat ragù
I'm goin' nuts, I keep me a tool
(Yeah), they like this young
nigga a loose screw (Loco)
Yeah, took the doors off my McLaren,
put it on my Urus, ayy (Phew, phew)
Don't compare me to no rapper 'cause
these niggas weird, ayy
They done pissed me off, it's
codeine all up in my urine,
ayy (Wock', Wock')
When it come to shootin' shit,
my jumper be the purest
Cash out if I want it (Bitch,
for real, though)
The money got blood all on it
(Yeah, for real, though)
The money got blood all
on it, yeah (Yeah)
The money got blood all on it
(For real, though, yeah)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it? (Huh, ha)
Yeah, the money got blood all
on it (Yeah, yeah, hey)
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