ДУСЯ - КРОВЬ НА МОИХ РУКАХ | Текст песни

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Blood on my hands

Got some crews loose in me
We gonna ride all night long
You dont want it with me
Truth got my back I got 9
Lives..

Buckle up your seatbelts let me take you no a ride
She got the new benz all thanks to the white
Man I walk the walk y'all talk the talk
This is too easy its like a walk int he park
At 17 I watched grams turn into halves
Clockwork in the hood all turn into cash
Easy come easy go so it all went fast
Cruisin all rustlin, I slowed up thw whip
Sick style four five symbol on my head
I got hollyhood all under contro
I got a few strippers coming down the pole
I know a few killers into every corner store
And when its time to work I put in work
I dont phone up the next man to handle my dirt
Ima keep it straight man, love me or hate me
Posted in my neck of the woods, the good old safety

[Chorus]
I got blood on my hands.
And these streets keep getting colder
But I, want stop for nothing no.
Forty four mans tote them guns.
There's blood on my hands.
And these streets keep getting colder.
But it's time of me and Truth's, we getting down
Cuz in the land of the dead I wear the crown.

Always put away I came back like karma
The streets its crazy hot like a sauna
A whole 9 to 5 fuck slow money
I hustle my hustle sweet than honey
My flow's is dynamite, im bound to blow
Im livin the fast life, riding slow
Crisis adverted, damn rotation
The streets is quiet, you can feel the tension
I hustle the hustler I keep 'em procked
All eyes on me like the red carpet
Got guns meet you off sinco, you should
Whats happens in hollyhood stays in hollyhood
We do it like them italians back int he days
Start spraying shit up with tommys and ak's
I am the general what I say goes,
Even though im the boss I still stay on my toes.

[Chorus]
I got blood on my hands.
And these streets keep getting colder
But I, want stop for nothing no.
Forty four mans tote them guns.
There's blood on my hands.
And these streets keep getting colder.
But it's time of me and Truth's, we getting down
Cuz in the land of the dead I wear the crown.

Art of war gave me a whole lot of wisdom
48 laws of power told me how to finish him
Ima gas up my tank got plenty of fuel
Im getting more attention than a new kid at school
Big sammy told me once never look back
Ive been killing th egame ever since that
No father to guide me had to grow up quick
Its me against the world as im holding my dick
Im climbing up the ladder aint no stopping me
I got the blueprints
Im playing monopoly
Used to sit in my cell
Open up the bible, tryin to kill myself
Feeling suicidal
Im a man, ima hold my ground
I promised my dad I wont let my mom down
We all makes mistakes
Dont you understand
I am the truth, I am what I am.

[Chorus]


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