Oh. Cee - Bloody Murder

Let me hit that, get some drig drag
Yo bitch kit kat, I been broke that
N***a tic tac, fresher than a mint
Ain't no get back, ain't no gettin' in
You seem ratty tat, you gone phone a friend
Came with battle pack, i can spray the benz
You won't rattle back, you not built for this
I'm near saddleback, where the ocean is
I just doubled up, just like fuckin' twins
I know where I'm headed, don't know where i been
I fuck over bitches, they still comin' in
Don't get close n****s, them is not yo friends
Marijuana eyes, I'm to lit for this
Bloody family ties, we with all the shit
Throw up for a n***a, cause i make her sick
Been about a dollar, not about a bitch
I be talkin' gwala, still ain't paid my rent
I done ran it up with nothin' to show for it
Had to switch it up, I had bones to pick
Ain't no goin back, n****s over it

N****s quick tell, that shit bloody murder
Bitches tippin' scales, thinkin' they comin' over
N****s tellin' tales, n****s Motorola
Bitches high as hell, sniffin' coca cola
N****s quick tell, that shit bloody murder
Bitches tippin' scales, thinkin' they comin' over
N****s tellin' tales, n****s Motorola
Bitches high as hell, sniffin' coca cola

Take off like a jet, take off like its stolen
Bitches comes correct, searchin' for promotion
I don't like to text, i don't talk on phones
I'm straight to the point, is you home alone
Don't really want the sex, i just want the dome
Just like Malcolm X, put my people on
Put em' to test, get my teacher on
Life with no regrets, ain't no rear view hoe
Thinkin' bout pateks, I need one of those
Jumpin' off the jet, get my future on
Thumbin' through a check, like a future clone
Memorize them vibes when you pull up doe
N****s capitalize like a free throw
Easy fuckin' buckets like a cheat code
N****s actin' like they with the G code
Actin' like they gotta pay for free smoke

N****s quick tell, that shit bloody murder
Bitches tippin' scales, thinkin' they comin' over
N****s tellin' tales, n****s Motorola
Bitches high as hell, sniffin' coca cola
N****s quick tell, that shit bloody murder
Bitches tippin' scales, thinkin' they comin' over
N****s tellin' tales, n****s Motorola
Bitches high as hell, sniffin' coca cola

Written by:
Randall Carroll

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