Holy 1k [Chorus: Bluepesoss] CODE RED they got P in the building You dont even own a strap how you killing ? If these n*ggas is my sons ,i Beat children I'm Bout a bag n*ggas fightin bout these B*tches Don't get me madder than that I'm big chilling 6 n*ggas wanna try it, 6 victims No heroes i looked up to super villans Yea you rap but you are not in our division [Verse 1: Bluepesos] You are not like that at all ,give it up before you fall If you going against the muscle all it take is one call Can't assosiate with lames most n*ggas REALLY loosers Had a dream you was gon make it, oh you think you Martin Luther? Semi autos in the back but as a kid i had a ruger Ain't no loosing if you f*cking with the team we getting to it Gamble now ,I want your life you finna lose it Caught him lacking in the morning he ain't get to hear that rooster We outside we really shooting man these n*ggas really goofy Leaving sleeping with the fishes turn fish n*ggas to sushi That's just the way life goes like lil Uzi First time she heard me rap,turn a b*tch into a groupie Why she tryna get attatched? b*tches lame acting looney Hundiddy that's a stack get you streatched for your jewelery Do the b*tches always flock to OTM? i said usually Dont influence me im riding with the toolery the foolery The stick got a dick, im showing nudity She bragging about her head and tellin me what she gon do to me He need that beauty sleep,count these shells he ain't counting sheep Reach or make a move for my chains and im whacking him(n*gga) [Verse 1:ProjeckbabyTwin] You are not in my devision you just rap im really killing Only woriied bout a bag , why these b*tches in they feelings? Said he missed his dead homies so to heaven where i sent him Caught a opp like in a demin why the f*ck you shopping there? We locked in my circle all you n*ggas rock with squares I dont even eat the pussy told the b*tch to chop her hair Got a cold pocket rocket for these n*ggas pocket staring I just saw your mans wear thata same rollie, why yall sharing? Im a high fashion killer chipped a opp in a mc laren N*ggas steady telling folks he gon strip me so i dared him Im not really really into texting shooting shots its getting messy He got hit with 2 9's so i guess hes Wayne Gretzky Cold purple in the building me my gudda terrorising Guess its time to duck off we just dropped another body Cold purple in the building me my gudda terrorising Guess its time to duck off we just dropped another body [Chorus: Bluepesos] CODE RED they got P in the building You dont even own a strap how you killing ? If these n*ggas is my sons ,i Beat children I'm Bout a bag n*ggas fightin bout these B*tches Don't get me madder than that I'm big chilling 6 n*ggas wanna try it, 6 victims No heroes i looked up to super villans Yea you rap but you are not in our division [Verse 1:Duffy] Code red duff walking in the booth Why he tripppin ?is he mad cause we the truth? Shoulda shut his mouth bet the blower make him mute He ain't even got no rythm bet this bullet make him groove What you got to lose?, hand it here ot make the news I ain't beefing bout no b*tch boy im mr make her choose Think he heavy stepping im strip himout his shoes? N*gga know them brand new, dont know why he look confused Why you crying whats the matter ? hot n*ggas its a hazard In his hood seen him walking ion know what happend after All black like a pantehr sh*tted on him need a pamper He dont wanna get me hot Glock throw a tantrum Tell the opps im up a thousand lets see who get it faster You ain't on the winning squad hope you ready for disaster These n*ggs act hard b*tch left cause he a capper Caught her off the back im finna dunk make it shatter Stepping to me stupid n*ggas but he ain't know i had the blammer N*gga talking like a dufus nina iching imma blust her Put some cheess on his head his a percker I cussed my granny out cause she was snitching to the pastor Calling me for what if it ain't no dough then i dont answer Its a challenge being active i can't sit up in no slammer I bee gasing with a paasion n*ggas moving up the ladder N*ggas litty get the lantern every song we make a slapper Go and get the yellow tape off the mussle finna bleed em Old goofy ass boy only franklins where aretha? I ain't stopping till im rich n*gga balling every season He gon give that Addy up baby girl just teased him [Chorus: Bluepesos] CODE RED they got P in the building You dont even own a strap how you killing ? If these n*ggas is my sons ,i Beat children I'm Bout a bag n*ggas fightin bout these B*tches
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