lirik lagu royal fam - bloody battlegrounds
~transcribing
[intro: timbo king]
yeah, sword sports, bo king
fort knox, yeah
y’all know what this is
bl~~dy battlegrounds, yo
[verse 1: timbo king]
let off the thirty~thirty top of the roof
your pop pop through your bulletproof, capture, pursuit, murder one, execute!
yeah, and cold body them n~ggas
it’s that bk all day vietnam n~gga
first blood, draw blood, flood the streets with cocaine raps
numbing off, don’t turn the stove off
more fire burn, n~ggas clap your heaters
block party shootouts put holes in your speakers
paint the town red, who shot cornbread
pigs around the way, oh, we all call them boars head
semi~automatic handgun, watch your man run
blast son, sc430, crash one
you know what we do? we cop ’em and chop ’em, n~gga
ayo, you catch a beat down, gat in your face, snubbed nose, smell a murder
you heard of us, word the big
we swerve big sixes around corners
po~po on us, breeze through macmo, b~tches spot us
we the n~ggas don’t sn~tch your b~tch for real, for real, we livin’ this
but we live in bl~~dy battlegrounds
[break: status 33]
to my hip~hop sound, turn me up
sword sports
[verse 2: status 32]
for the love, drugs, murdering sess, action packed
low key and a lex, eyes on the details
dealers is vets, gamblers place bets in dark places
while the lookouts under surveillance, they play paces
old school cats with pacemakers, they seen forty acres
we make silencers out of potatoes
burglars to hustlers, house arrest around their ankles
necks gets sprained, rearranged, their chains tangled
hip~hop b~bop, don’t snake the coke spot
don’t tag my spot, don’t call cops
sit back, relax. while i watch the fiends t~~th brought, i know what he’s not, and i know what he’s got
bo king, fast life for sight, and fort knox
whatever comes gonna come in a lump sum
and most of all, i smoke runs by the time and getting off runs to get iron lungs
cause moves. i’ll be making dumb
and them sees. i’ll be herb and thong with my futuristics bit. also known that status fast of graphic cr~p scratches back, spinning wolf break, a turn back shavel ruined me, then going pilot to p~ss that red while prostitutes turn tricks versus syri
i make celestial hits, i believe in a kid
i seen too many ways getting split, but nonsense. in the bronx, dead calm, sounding alarm
war hero with his leg blonde dog from vietnam
lucky charms could draw harm faster. firearm
on leg leg arm. head to these gone coke in the foil n~gga. this sh~t don’t spoil
you. catch a punch in your face. if you make this sh~t full
catch your breath and let’s play asian hand war
by the time i do pass imma see tom’s store
it’s all about funds growing up in the slums
it’s sad when we shat fight a bump for f~ck it
we stay in shape, pull ups on the far, escape
f~ck, a hoop. we break a whole lot of milk crate. no mistakes. fake. this cake gonna clean plates moving out and stay for high rate. it’s fundamentals
ghetto trick knowledge is the saga and the trilogy
you must feel me. i hit nails in the spot
i cover all four elemental hip~hop, plus the beatbojust avoid it, cause i know you make you get voided
whoever thought that i recorded and flip a mill, we throw falling b~lls down job. we live in this
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