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lirik lagu bloodhound lil jeff, kid reckz, skrilla & kid lenz - red zone vultures

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[intro: kid reckz]
yeah… yeah…
still in that red zone, b~tch
we ain’t duckin’ sh~t, you know what the f~ck goin’ on (grrah, boom)
vulture sh~t, gang sh~t
still on that go mode, ho
(ayy, skrilla, spin that sh~t!)

[verse 1: kid reckz]
i’m from that red zone, b~tch, where we hawk sh~t down with glocks and techs (brrt)
let a n~gga tweak, i’ma walk his ass down, put two in his neck (boom boom)
he was screamin’ for help, ain’t n0body come, left his dumbass stretched (dead)
caught that b~tch tryna flex on the ‘gram, now he postin’ rip in text (p~ssy!)
we don’t do no threats, we do backdoors, we hit them l!cks in sets (you know that)
he was ridin’ wit’ shorty, we boxed that whip, now they both got wet (blrrt)
i don’t do no dissin’ on beats, i slide in pеrson, bet
soon as the window drop, i’m dumpin’ out this tech, b~tch, that’s a bеt (skrrt, bow)

[verse 2: skrilla]
yeah, look—f~ck a vest, i’m shootin’ necks
we spin sh~t quick like russian roulette (grrah)
had to clean my fn, too many sh~lls, d~mn near got that b~tch wet (too much)
he a goofy, died for nothin’, now his dumbass just a set (dummy)
vulture boys, we step on necks, leave his brains all on the steps (boom!)
vvs all on my neck, but i still rob sh~t in sweats (come up off that)
told the plug, “i need that load,” soon as i got it, he got left (p~ssy)
n~ggas ain’t even k!llers, just good at tweetin’ threats (tweetin’)
i’m the type to pop out solo and let that b~tch eject (brrrah, boom!)
[verse 3: bloodhound lil jeff]
yeah, red zone demons, b~tch, we active, got them switches barkin’ loud (grrah)
told my shorty, “don’t talk on phones, just catch that body, make me proud” (go do it)
i was raised in the jungle, f~ck that humble, i get wild (raaah)
put a 50 in my bl!cky, that b~tch spit like pacquiao (boom, boom, boom)
he was tryin’ to slide, got fried, he died with a frown, not a smile (p~ssy)
shoot that b~tch until it cl!ck, then switch the whip, we outta town (vroom)
caught his brother lackin’, too, put his dumbass underground (two for one)
now the opps holdin’ balloons and postin’ slides with fake~ass frowns (we smokin’ both, ho)

[verse 4: kid lenz]
uh, vulture land where we don’t sleep, it’s 3 am and i’m still creepin’ (still lurkin’)
got this xd on my hip, this b~tch my twin, my b~tch be jealous, tweakin’ (f~ck her)
i ain’t signin’ nothin’ if i can’t keep my gun at all them meetings (facts)
label said i need security—nah, b~tch, i need demons (let me bring my k!llers)
i been slide~hoppin’ since a jit, had 30 clips when y’all had bikes (swear to god)
tell dude don’t post his addy, ’cause we’ll turn that sh~t to vice (boom boom boom)
hit his chest, he did a flip, that switch just bit him like a mic (like tyson)
i can’t argue on no phone, b~tch, i be busy takin’ lives (p~ssy)

[outro: bloodhound lil jeff x all]
we them red zone vultures, b~tch, ain’t no way to dodge this scope
you post that block again, you die, that’s real~life, not a quote (facts)
ain’t no lackin’, b~tch, we woke, let this fn clear his throat (grrah, boom boom boom)
still ain’t safe, lil’ ho, we k!ll whoever you know (facts)


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