Shed Blood

Lyrics

[Hook] I got game that'll shock the world It ain't no thang, but I'm on top of your girl; she wanna ride with me Running with the mob is real So I told her "ain't no secret, I was born to kill" And wanna die at the same time; life is ill So I give the streets something to feel The hood loves it when I grip, cock, and pop the steel And in the public I'm a idol, cause I count them mills And I done shed blood [Verse 1] Yeah I done shed blood, life of a thug nigga I only hang out with them criminals and drug dealers That's why I love niggas I count my money long Don't try to play me, I would hate to do a nigga wrong I'm in a zone, cocking it back, that blacka chrome Run in your home, do it for the Mac, them suckas gone That AK-47 ain't got no prints on it That MAC-11 left his dome with a dent on it I doubt they really want it, death don't discriminate when And even then suckas hiding, cause I'm off the pen I'll track him down, let a bitch set him up for bread And it ain't over, watch when a hustler get up off the feds Gotta dump that lead, let one off, and then I sped And I don't regret living with a bullet in my head I done took some for the team and I ain't turning back I love my niggas Feddy, Husalah, Rydah, and The Jack The chosen 5, gotta get away from them homicides I'm living to die, bet I get him right between his eyes And when I'm gone, bet they bury me a fuckin G I can't believe how they tryna take me under siege [Hook] I got game that'll shock the world It ain't no thang, but I'm on top of your girl; she wanna ride with me Running with the mob is real So I told her "ain't no secret, I was born to kill" And wanna die at the same time; life is ill So I give the streets something to feel The hood loves it when I grip, cock, and pop the steel And in the public I'm a idol, cause I count them mills And I done shed blood [Verse 2] Yeah I done shed blood, life of a Mob Figa Before I shoot em, I'ma hold my ground and squab, nigga That's why I pop niggas, and I be molly-whopping I'm keepin it gangsta, I would hate to get the party popping When I cock that murder weapon, no prints on my Smith and Wesson I'm on some hood shit, two TECs that'll meet your death and... So much aggression I love when it's funk, I get to pressin Your family's stressin Get back to the point and place your bet in I gotta keep it G, I'm keepin it M-O-B 2 shots for me, then back to the block, back in the breeze They yelling "freeze!", I'm steady yelling "fuck police" And I be Gs, there's no surrender, no retreat Gotta pack that heat, I'm dumpin them shots off in the street And I can't leave, I'm busting them shots until I bleed And I can't breathe, they know for the fact it's A-P Nin' I'm hearing screams, and I'm back to the mic Yo, fuck your dreams [Hook] I got game that'll shock the world It ain't no thang, but I'm on top of your girl; she wanna ride with me Running with the mob is real So I told her "ain't no secret, I was born to kill" And wanna die at the same time; life is ill So I give the streets something to feel The hood loves it when I grip, cock, and pop the steel And in the public I'm a idol, cause I count them mills And I done shed blood [Outro] Yeah It's your boy A to the P Dot man You know what I'm talking about? You know what I'm saying? The 9th one of the fuckin rap game You know what I'm saying? Mob Trial 3, man, the mothafuckin Mob Figaz Man, niggas know they can't fuck with us, man We kill em, we rich, we don't give a shit You know we gon keep it hood, we gon keep it mob You know what I'm talking about? Yeah, get your money up, man Step it up, mothafuckas Can't fuck with us, man I'm out of this mothafucka, man Indecent on the mothafucka, mothafuckin, mothafuckin knock, man Hahaha, yeah [Instrumental]