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((Menace))
Fresh out the pyrex pot, red Chucks on/
Red beam on the glock, so you better get your duck on/
Blood in - Blood out, that's how I get my thug on/
No smile on my face, that's how I get my mug on/
Keep that 40 Cal. on my waist, I get my slug on/
East Side is the gang, that's how I get my Blood on/
Blood know what it is when I got my red cap on/
Not from the Nolia but everybody get they clap on/
Sippin', sittin' sat, red Kool-Aid pack/
The big homie Dub just came home, we 'bout ta' get it crackin'/
Yeah, don't mix gangbangin' with this rap shit, my niggas bananas, red bandanas when they clap shit/
Red rags around they face in traffic, lookin' like George Bush never found Bin Laden, yeah/
Rick James used ta' let me drive his Lowrider, Bloods in Miami and I aint talkin' 'bout Flo-Rida/


((Lil Wayne))
cough Oh shit

Got my nigga Streets in here wit' me...

Bloodz down south, guns in ya' mouth
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Eat these fuckin' bullets, and shit them bitches out
I'm talkin' BLOOD nigga shit, Menace what it do?
I keep a red bitch, I call her DAMU
I'm sayin' Su Wu to the hive, you know what I'm bangin' 'bout
Pistol in my sock, if I run I'll blow a ankle out
I body these beats, body bag in the booth
red flag around the rear-view mirror in the Coupe
Oops I meant the Boupe, I'm smokin' on the sloop
And they know my group, more BLOODz than the loop
BLOOD I'm too high, Imma have ta' stoop
And if ya' think ya' fly, Imma shootcha' parachute, yeah
Hat to the right, flag to the same side
Weezy F Baby and the F is for Flames five
No homo, big B's nigga
blood game homie, bleed nigga.


THE LYRICS ARE PERFECT ALL THEY NEED IS MITCHY SLICK'S LYRICS.

Thanks to blood nigga for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Cheese for correcting these lyrics