Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Smoke until i ain't got no lungs
Baby doll, check it out: i get around
Theres blood all over the ground
"money and blood don't mix
Got racks, ain’t talking tits
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
Full up to fuck with blood,
Black on black lock n load blood for blood
If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut
Graveyards filling up with street blood
Since napster the sales been crashin' and
Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb
But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton
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