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Motherfuckin Blood
[Chorus]
Nothin interest that day
we ll gon'do it usual way
Tryna do it without killing
Calm down , homie , its really



[Verse1]
Weapons taken ,weapons loaded
All are ready ,weapons locked
My Ak ,Your Tec ,its fixed
"Homies wait u , meet them"
We rollin , u know where
We came , go out soldier
I take black ,u take main entry
"ok , all like regular"
Entered "money on the board"


[Chorus]
Nothin interest that day
we ll gon' do it usual way
Tryna do it without killing
Calm down , homie , its really

[Verse2]

Money taken , we escaped
What's a fuck?! Cops here, wait
Late , they shoot our heads
Lie down , run , fire , till you dead [ shout , shot , explode]
Homies died , but i alive
Promise ,I ll take revenge for u
Pigs ,come close , i m kill u
Uh , fuck u all , lets spill pigs blood
Shot , Shout , Fall , End , Out. (oh, Fuck u] [Shot ]