Velly Vellz - Want Blood
[Intro]
[Verse: Velly Vellz]
First thing's first, LO to my dick (Die L's)
When it's up I don't talk, I say less
On a drill then we leavin' a mess
When I'm throwin', I bet you he catch
Diss on the set, then the nigga get stretched
You ain't learn about cause and effect
Diss on the set, then the nigga get stretched
You ain't learn about cause and effect
Niggas pussy, but they on they last lives
Guess I gotta be the fuckin' bad guy
When niggas start to die, don't ask why
Want smoke, I don't think they could match minе
I would never back bite, rathеr blast pipes
Do a Makk sheist
Drop a diss, we spinnin' that night
Bet this .45th make him act right
And let's know what's up with me
Know we got a new pack if he think that he double G
Hella chops, got enough of these
Had this bitch in the crib when I couldn't have company
Spin through the Have tryna blaze me a nigga, if they ain't outside we gon' lay on them niggas
Catch Lee Drilly better pray for that nigga, Kay Hound ain't gon' keep savin' these niggas
Hop out he fled
Free Sha Gz, tryna knock off some dreads
Go dumb like Eddy and Ed
Spin through all black, like under the bed
He mention A.I, then he got a death wish
[?] he get with like 3 or 4 weapons
What we gon' do? It's not even a question
One for the violence, and heaven you're steppin'
Don't run, don't trip, don't shout
We tryna knock sumn off the count
Do a hit, know we in and we out
Fuck 150, they just want some clout
Niggas they know what I'm 'bout
Knocked a couple niggas off the count
I done slapped a couple niggas down
Niggas start talkin', change when I'm around
If he on what? You know we gotta land it
Nigga runnin', he don't got his hammer
He catch a shot and I'm hopin' he panic
Big EBK but I fuck wit' my Blammas
Niggas get shot everyday, don't be a nigga that just in the way
So many opps got flocked broad day
We catch Ray, fuck up his day
LA should've died that day
Slime niggas down, wipe the snot off they face
And they know what happened to Blocka
How many niggas that God gon' save?
Drop 300, that lil' nigga brave
Outside with that rod, no wave
But it still'll give you some pain
They say it's gon' pour when it rain
Up this chop he gon' dash, no dame
Only nigga I trust wit' my life is lil' Kappa
I know he gon' do more than bang
Told these niggas that I ain't no regular rapper, I really got hits I won't name
Drop the L, cause we don't fuck wit' lames
We gon' spin through they block in the Range
Up the chop, I'ma hit I got aim
[Outro]
[Verse: Velly Vellz]
First thing's first, LO to my dick (Die L's)
When it's up I don't talk, I say less
On a drill then we leavin' a mess
When I'm throwin', I bet you he catch
Diss on the set, then the nigga get stretched
You ain't learn about cause and effect
Diss on the set, then the nigga get stretched
You ain't learn about cause and effect
Niggas pussy, but they on they last lives
Guess I gotta be the fuckin' bad guy
When niggas start to die, don't ask why
Want smoke, I don't think they could match minе
I would never back bite, rathеr blast pipes
Do a Makk sheist
Drop a diss, we spinnin' that night
Bet this .45th make him act right
And let's know what's up with me
Know we got a new pack if he think that he double G
Hella chops, got enough of these
Had this bitch in the crib when I couldn't have company
Spin through the Have tryna blaze me a nigga, if they ain't outside we gon' lay on them niggas
Catch Lee Drilly better pray for that nigga, Kay Hound ain't gon' keep savin' these niggas
Hop out he fled
Free Sha Gz, tryna knock off some dreads
Go dumb like Eddy and Ed
Spin through all black, like under the bed
He mention A.I, then he got a death wish
[?] he get with like 3 or 4 weapons
What we gon' do? It's not even a question
One for the violence, and heaven you're steppin'
Don't run, don't trip, don't shout
We tryna knock sumn off the count
Do a hit, know we in and we out
Fuck 150, they just want some clout
Niggas they know what I'm 'bout
Knocked a couple niggas off the count
I done slapped a couple niggas down
Niggas start talkin', change when I'm around
If he on what? You know we gotta land it
Nigga runnin', he don't got his hammer
He catch a shot and I'm hopin' he panic
Big EBK but I fuck wit' my Blammas
Niggas get shot everyday, don't be a nigga that just in the way
So many opps got flocked broad day
We catch Ray, fuck up his day
LA should've died that day
Slime niggas down, wipe the snot off they face
And they know what happened to Blocka
How many niggas that God gon' save?
Drop 300, that lil' nigga brave
Outside with that rod, no wave
But it still'll give you some pain
They say it's gon' pour when it rain
Up this chop he gon' dash, no dame
Only nigga I trust wit' my life is lil' Kappa
I know he gon' do more than bang
Told these niggas that I ain't no regular rapper, I really got hits I won't name
Drop the L, cause we don't fuck wit' lames
We gon' spin through they block in the Range
Up the chop, I'ma hit I got aim
[Outro]
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