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[BLOKKA $OLO]
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Cruising down the street with my .44
Just another day up in my neighborhood on a stroll
I said a nigga pulls up who can it be?
It's my nigga from the set he said he saw enemies
He said "I know them pussy niggas they some hoes they ain't shit"
"Them niggas dipped but if they trip I'll roll them niggas in spliffs"
"It's time to ride nigga are you down? get your ass up into the whip"
Then I played my old shit it went something like this nigga
We the motherfuckers starting shit in your area
*gun shots* Blokkaveli getting buried up
I don't give a fuck
Still $olo from the cut
Treat a mothеrfucking opp same way I treat a slut
It's in my blood
I'm a thug
I love monеy, pretty bitches, and the drugs
I love the slums
I love the trap
And they love me right back it's like that
Dead stars *gunshots*
Motherfucker i'm hard
And they hate
That's okay
Bitches playing their part
Be smart
Retard
And stop fucking with me
Or they'll find you in the same hole where crime and them be
So go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Leave a busted motherfucker in the street!
[GUCCI DEUCA]
Said it's the Boogeyman running up with Death again
To rest in peace all my family
Rest in peace all my friends
Put an end to them thugstas who claim but really ain't nothing
Put a bullet in all them niggas who acting like bitches
Ain't got no patience i'm hungry
Still they feeding me bodies
I'mma go out get mine G
And you can't stop me
In the whip it's just me
With two Glocks on me
And I got more clips
So please don't try me
Trench coming from the bottom
I got something to show you
Can't believe you thought I was nice enough to let you live
Tied her up and had my way with her
Murdered her, took her blood
These are things you get when you been fucking 'round with a monster
White gold fangs
Trash dread fuckin' locster
All black mobbed up
Me and my thug
If you look for too long you might get your wig split
This that kill
That real
That gangsta shit!
[BLOKKA $OLO]
Fuck my dead opps and fuck Kold Blooded
We laughing at your homie smoked up by the onion
Acting like he's gangsta taller than Paul Bunyan
Now he's looking sleepy like Codeine and Robitussin
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!