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lirik lagu bloodhound lil jeff - "scorin’ season

[intro: bloodhound lil jeff]
yeah, yeah, yeah
b~tch, it’s that scorin’ season, f~ck n~ggas bleedin’
switches pop out like it’s nothin’ (boom!)
they ain’t safe, ain’t never been safe (still ain’t safe!)
uh~huh, lenz, let’s talk our sh~t (brrt)

[verse 1: bloodhound lil jeff]
this that scorin’ season, mask up, grab that glock and leave ’em (go!)
all that woofin’ he was tweetin’, now his dumbass not breathin’ (dead)
b~tch, i move like a demon, full switch, i don’t do no peekin’ (never)
i’ll smoke a n~gga fast, make his momma hear him screamin’ (aghh!)
ran down, face shot—f~ck he thought this was?
tried to run, caught two to the back like it’s madden, bruh (boom boom!)
ops be cappin’ tough, ‘til that window roll down slow
now he twitchin’ on the curb, f~ck his gang, f~ck his hoe! (p~ssy!)

[verse 2: kid lenz]
lenz in this b~tch, yeah, thеy know what i’m on (lenz down!)
posted on blocks wherе it’s hot, but i still got that pole (it’s tucked)
if i miss, i spin again, b~tch, i don’t leave no soul (boom!)
that last opp tried to hide—left his brains on the road (skrrt!)
yeah, i’m up, but still slide, gettin’ rich off drills (drills)
this fn kiss his face, now his dumbass missin’ meals (where he at?)
why he flexin’ with them racks if he ain’t got no steel? (what?)
whole gang tryna score, pop the doors like navy seals (go, go!)
[verse 3: bloodhound lil jeff]
we be lurkin’ every season, b~tch, i slide in march and june (all year!)
let off shots like celebration, make that .40 play a tune (boom boom!)
keep a thotty in the trap, but she don’t f~ck—she clean the tools (facts)
she set bro up for a backdoor, now we laughin’ on the news (ha ha!)
i don’t play no games, b~tch, i ain’t no 2k player (nah)
hit him in his chest, made him drop like he in labor (boom!)
if i see a opp today, i’m clappin’ him now—not later
lil bro poppin’ out that car like the motherf~ckin’ mayor (let’s go!)

[verse 4: kid lenz]
back on my vulture sh~t, runnin’ through your cl!ck (vulture!)
don’t care if you with your mama, still gon’ dump the clip (i don’t care!)
whole hood screamin’ “free ’em” after we flip that whip (free who?)
f~ck a diss, we send a blitz—ain’t no time for skits (none)
blood on my hands, but this ap still clean (bling)
glock got a d~ck, but i still let the .40 sing (boom boom!)
told that ho, “don’t get attached,” i just f~ck, then leave
and if her brother play dumb, he get smoked like weed (gas!)

[outro: bloodhound lil jeff ~ kid lenz]
scorin’ season, b~tch, i’m up and i ain’t fallin’ back (nah!)
ridin’ with a drac’, dirty drum sittin’ on my lap (boom boom!)
ain’t no back~and~forth, we slide first—ain’t no tip for tat (never)
“still ain’t safe,” b~tch, that’s facts, now go and post that! (go do it!)

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