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Blu Bop Pt 2 (bonus)

Album: Everybody Hates Blue (Deluxe) Durasi: 1:59

Draco

(CBlu!)

Gun too big, no I ain't getting sturdy

Dick on my pants, clip hang off a .30

On that block we ain't showing no mercy

He a ballplayer retire his jersey

And my opps so sweet, they a toothache

Beam on his back, green light no 2k

Niggas heard I make bap playing games

Now they on dick, tryna follow my wave

While I been in the field causing pain

How they forget CBlu let it rain

Green flag bitch it's war on the block

Nesty seen me and he know how I got

I threw shot after shot he was ducking his top

I was praying I sent him to Rah

And I never got touched

So they say I'm a kid but they know I was flocking to live

Bitch I'm WalkDownGang, remember taking them trips

Me and bro tryna clear the whole block

And I know when the rap beef get feddy

And Ema a slut she look burnt out

How Miya YGz? She got turnt out

And Winter a bitch she a Perchead

And Yus got shot, he ain't do shit

Sha Gz got ripped, he was clueless

Grah!

Stop dissing my deads nigga all y'all niggas is butt

(Suck my fucking dick)

Y'all niggas don't put on

Grah, Grah (CBlu!)

.30 on me, I don't like to dance

Gun too big, can't fit it in my pants

We can rump, just know I'm not your mans

Imma hit it then quit it, pass it to my mans

2 bitches feeling like I'm beat

First nigga reach, I bet you imma teach

Imma teach you a lesson, dissing my deads you get sent to the reverend

And I promise I don't ever cap

Whatever I say I live, and that's facts

Fuck a holster, keep it by my lap

Chasing the opps while I'm letting it clap

Got a baddie, lightskin with the gyatt

Yeah she on timing, yeah she dropping hat

(Yeah she on timing, yeah she dropping hat)

30 stick in my pants so don't ask me to dance

Bitch, you know I might do my C Blu bop

And Lil' Bando a bitch, heard his sister a thot

I might fuck her the next time he diss me

And I heard you got one in the kidney

That's on bro, heard you "runnin' the city"

Said you lookin' for me, come and get me

No, it ain't hard to find me

I be posted wit' killers behind me

Think that I'm lackin', I keep me a ID

(Think that I'm lackin', I keep me a ID)