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Blood & Crip - Rylo Rodriguez
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Blood & Crip Rylo Rodriguez

Blood & Crip - Rylo Rodriguez
(Chorus)
Put that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That nigga tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your dick up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that bitch up on a shirt
I know niggas not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 out my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna fuck your sista'

(Verse 1)
What the murder weapon was? Was a 38 ( what it is?)
Don't you call me bout no bitch, I go 38 (I go 38)
I be ballin' on this bitch like the NBA (Like the Nba)
I know I can leave this bitch now anyday
Cause a nigga might wanna do me something bad for what though
I don't know if it's Paper, Jealousy, a nigga donе hit his hoe (hit his hoe)
We don't givе niggas gap, We give 'em halos (halos)
Pull up trap house mmhh mmhh, Usain Bolt
Look at them, look at us
Them niggas drownin' we ain't in the same boat (No)
30 on a charm
Imma goat if i seen lil shawty my addy, It's gone bring her to a farm
Two-toned rolly, White gold rolly I was too alarmed ( I got Two Arms)
It's easy to say you love me
You say ashy we bout to get covers (cover for his weak ass)
I'm from where they rob they own brother
Any youngins steal from they mothers
Most died with they cuttas
We ain't shootin without a [?]
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