Текст (слова) песни: Tragedy Khadafi - Blood Type

 
(Intro) 
All my niggas out there 
Let me tell y`all niggas one thing 
As we move into this motherfuckin future 
Shit is gonna get realer, shit is gonna get realer man 
All my niggas out there 
Keep your mind on your paper, baby 
And watch these motherfuckin` hoes 
`Cause these hoes is bitches 
and niggas is bitches too 
And you can`t trust `em 
So I ask my niggas... 
 
Yo 
Yo, cross-breed, 2-5, Arab seed 
My life speed, that`s why we all smoke weed 
Thug mind be inside of the livest niggas 
Art of War was designed by the wisest killas 
Wrote the thug book, only the truth get spit 
Took my hooks like you wrote that shit 
(Foul bitch) 
Tell them niggas how you rock my jewels, rock my clothes 
Yo i aim red dot when i spot my foe 
Taught you how to spit taught you how to breathe on beats 
If it wasn`t for me you`d probably be on the street 
Fuckin` up packed 
Niggas comin at cha wit gat 
Same nigga at the show you got watchin ya back 
We can shoot out on the roof til we fall on the street 
Draw heat and clap til our bodies and the floor meet 
Eat your food like animal dog, raw meat 
Say my name if you want more beef 
... 
I don`t associate wit niggas who switch 
fake thug like Sammy the Bull, turn snitch 
Yo my glock kick, ready to spit 
Foul shit 
Puttin` bulletholes all in your clique 
Who you wit? 
 
All my niggas live the thug life 
I can`t fuck wit niggas if they ain`t my blood type 
If I don`t get you with the knife, then the slug might 
Before you bring a nigga in, know his bloodtype 
All my niggas live the thug life 
I can`t fuck wit niggas if they ain`t my blood type 
If I don`t get you with the knife, then the slug might 
Before you bring a nigga in, know his bloodtype 
What`s your blood type? 
 
Yo 
Yo Allah -hua 
Blaze y`all with nine ruger 
?Capital?, stay tuned, I`ll be back soon 
Mahdi 2-5-to Munafi Kun 
When the grass low, all them snakes`ll show 
Like them niggas in your team that`s starvin` the blow 
Like a sweet thug on OZ, HBO 
Fuckin` wit any clique that`s ready to blow 
Hot night, catch you backstage, stop the show 
Tie you up in the back of the row 
They know 
Tie you up in the back of the row 
And you know 
Yo, father rule, 
Blood in, power rule 
I represent 2-5-to, God-You 
Time zone, born alone, die alone 
Yo I blaze any nigga wit chrome in my zone 
Be the blind justice 
Automatic gat never trust it 
Only revolvers, climax when I bus` it 
A-alike mean one and the same 
True hustlers - WHAT? - we understandin` the game 
2-5 be my set so what set you claim 
My niggas bleed through similar veins 
We like blood type one and the same 
We like blood type one and the same 
 
All my niggas live the thug life 
I can`t fuck wit niggas if they ain`t my blood type 
If i don`t get you wit the knife then the slug might 
Before you bring a nigga in know his blood type 
All my niggas live the thug life 
I can`t fuck wit niggas if they ain`t my blood type 
If i don`t get you wit the knife then the slug might 
Before you bring a nigga in know his blood type 
What`s your blood type? 
 
Yo a-alike, that mean true to the game 
West coast thugs, my niggas like one and the same 
Just like east coast, yo we one and the same 
Niggas bleed through similar vein 
We like blood type, one and the same 
We like blood type, one and the same 
Tell them niggas who the father to your style is 
Yo you started off winnin` the race, but lost mileage 
Formula`s crime science 
Bow down to something far greater 
Mahdi, royally your highness 
Queen`s finest 
Buck your all-star lineup 
My Artie Clay tear your spine up 
Get my shine up 
Artie Clay tear your spine up 
And get my shine up 
Yo, yo, death before dishonor 
Y`all niggas smoke too much marijuana 
Thinkin` you could be me, take my persona...(trails off)
 

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