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lirik lagu bloodhound q50 - make it far

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[intro: bloodhound lil jeff & bloodhound q50]
go ask the opps, that micro~drac’ put sh~t in park
go ask my opps, that micro~drac’, his ass ain’t make it far
go ask my opps, that micro~drac’, his ass ain’t get out that car
you know that
that’s draco, you know that
i got a scale drizzy

[verse]
they like, “d~mn ’50, is you really up eight hats?”
sh~t, i would’ve been up ten, but two of them n~ggas, they ass ain’t check
n~gga slid, shot up the crib, ask they ass what happened next
all he seen was three n~ggas pop out, masked up, blow in nike tech’s
whoever sent that boy that lyft, ask him did he make it back
i done took so many cubans, i love sn~tching sh~t off necks
and this ap on my wrist, it’s 41, that cost a brick
ask breado where we took the rollie, we smacked him and his b~tch
go (go)

[interlude]
keep this b~tch recording, i’m finna go back in

[verse 2]
i really bounce out of q50, blowin’ my .50, i’m not no rapper
dumpin’ ‘bows, shootin’ poles, camp out lo’s, you know my status active
four n~ggas bounced out four doors, he seen us, you know his b~tch~ass panicked, that’s how you make a n~gga vanish
bet not hit the floor ’cause you know a n~gga like me gon’ run up and take advantage
i went up eight, at first it was seven, they still tryna say his b~tch~ass [?]
won’t get in that car if that b~tch ain’t tinted (go)
we get that lo’, we making a mess
we chase a n~gga down, once he hit that ground, i stand over his ass, take yo’ last breath
i can look in yo’ eyes and tell you a b~tch
you ain’t never did sh~t, you wasn’t wit’ us in mitch~ll & ness
after we k!ll him, we flame him up in the air, this new pack, it’s called death
we got free smoke for whoever, we give out belt, you can’t duck this leather
every k!ll, my aim get better
‘fin~fin leave the cops in any weather
black mask, black gloves, everybody suited up, you can’t hop in this car if you ain’t never k!lled nothing
i talk how i want ’cause i can bag it up
i’m a young, turnt n~gga with a big~ass gun
[outro]
go
y’all know how the f~ck we bleed, man
long~live my brother, he probably k!lled your b~tch ass brother
go


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