i'm blooded

Lyrics

, ride till i die, just because, pyru, b's up, bitch i'm me, young money is the label, let us in the door, coming in this bitch all red to the floor, and i'm blooded soowoo and i'm blooded soowoo, i got bloods on stage bloods at my shows, fuck with my bloods got blood on your clothes, and i'm blooded soooowooo, once again its on, yea i'm back in the booth, stand at the top like a tac in the roof, still on these hoes like a mack in a suit, still on my toes not a crack in my shoe, rappers talking about me but i don't give a hoot, these niggas still lying i'm the motherfucking truth, talk tough till i knock off your kuff, and i own my team, i'm like a maloof, they hating on me i'm just trying to be weezy, just like young jeezy in lambobingghini, smoked out my mind baby and now i'm seeing 3d, dope boy fresh from my fitted to my dc, all red so these hoes know who we be, we b's bloods we b's, pop pop flow yea you all niggas sweet peas, gettin high on a yacht call it sea weed, yea, i advance my flow and they must like that, they like it so much, they say they write that, barkin at the dog, but i don't bite back, i ain't cpr i ain't bringing they life back, bad cpr bad bitch on a bite back, skittles on my wrist, yea nigga the bright pack, i'm gonna shine, i live with light hat, airforce fly call me a night jet, brand new coupe same color as the sky, the dash same too, lord know i'm gonna try, cop pull me over lord know i'm gonna lie, they go up in my trunk lord know i'm gonna fry, them niggas throwing salt all over my fries, so i'm gonna just walk all over them guys, niggas throwing darts never hit the bullseye, young money bitch new orleans east side, yea, been around the world rep the same thang, been around the world its the same gang, b's up b's up flame gang braa braa braaa braaa bang bang, i told my homie streets can't sleep on life, so he popped the x pill and didn't sleep all night, i ain't worried bout you i'm just trying do me, last album did 2 i'm just trying do 3, i am what every pair of eyes ought to see, bitches just wish they could call and order me, my momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5, cash money made her say never mind i'm fine,