We want blood Cage match Barbed wire slash Weapons galore Blood on the floor Crowd scream for more gore We want blood!
pound I'll leave you in the box in the ground Got the keys to the game, and we locking this down Underwater with the sharks, and we not gonna drown Got
in the beginning and between each verse} [Cassidy] Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler And I brought two of my niggaz with me and we about
Capp & Frenchie] [Intro & Chorus:] GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep. GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep
ROSES I ASK AGAIN AND AGAIN WHY ARE YOU SAD? WHAT PAIN ARE YOU FEELING? OH, I ASK OF THE ROSE WITH ITS PETALS OF BLOOD BUT THE ROSE OF BLOOD CAN'T ANSWER
The Goons That I Move With Homies, Guns, Vest & Boots On That Platoon Shit Best, Artist In The West Yes, Liturally The Fans Comparing Me To Who? Come On, Ya Killin
bow before you see me with a strap Cause I've been silent for so long, it's about time I broke the ice Nobody want to box me why everybody want to pull
want is just to touch whatevers mine baby my forty-acres, and my new mansion, and my yacht might take alittle time for me to see bigger living (??) or not but I want
this ghetto, I know that I must rise [Z-Ro] Let me clear throat, so I can tell you about this life of sin I hope that you can cope, we killing eachother
If we rolling and I'm beefing, you can die with me now Niggas around me dropping like flies, it got a nigga scared Bullet proof and a automatic, come with making blood
'll be taking aim Pressure to pian, are you able to maintain, where the sun don't shine On a daily basis I hear shots but H.P.D. don't mind Cause they figure we'll kill
We in this rap game to get mill niggas, running up on us you get killed niggas [Chorus - 2x] Money making we gone ball baby, we coming down We some
keep your distance from me Even though we once was throwing up the same sign I'll put your bitch ass to sleep, remember I started the click you claim And you wanted
'm going hard in the paint, so pack a lunch To the niggas that we killing don't feel like you the only motherfucker That really don't think we even love
is so ready to click Better freeze, better not breathe all I want is the money Remember you dead if you twitch, cause I'm a killa that's killing for
When I come to wreck, ripping through your flesh techs My killers you'll never see, invisible invisible are we Unseen like ghosts, strike like infrared beams make toast We
hard for the other motherfuckers to try Cause they dying, hey mama I want my Tunker toys right now Don't make me cry, I don't wanna have to kill again I kill
