az-lyrics.music369.com | Trouble And Bloody Jay

[Intro: Bloody Jay]
Bloody Trouble
You dig?
Big shout, [?]
Duct Tape Dave!
Aww man, lil bro
Not my motherfucking [?]
Not my motherfucking nigga

[Hook: Bloody Jay]
My little brother died when I was on the inside
So every time I ride it’s on my side
I say oh-oh-oh, ride
Oh-oh-oh, ride
Man I’m getting tired, they tryna take my life
I got niggas dying on me night by night
Nigga oh-oh-oh, yeah
Nigga oh-oh-oh, yeah

[Verse 1: Trouble]
How the fuck they killed the peacemaker?
OG tell the youngins nothing, they just let the streets take ‘em
Shit, I was on the road when they took Bankroll, the shit seemed a faker
The good die young for real, same night he was after some paper
Bitch he was a player-neighbor
Me, shit, I could’ve died same week
They tried to take me out the same way as Chinx
I went for G to see lil powder rider put to sleep
Come from the [?] down, know what it did for me
I know they struggle, they just don’t know I shoot out twice a week
I don’t fuck with rap niggas, you hoes too prideful to speak
Bitch all I know is I shed blood, sweat, and tears in this shit
Now they gon’ make god be with it [?]

[Verse 2: Bloody Jay]
You be them bloods, them my brothers
B Shot, Duck Tape Dave, and Trouble Trouble
Fuck with [?], we sending shots, nigga take cover
Told DT he good nigga, this shit covered
You ain’t seen my pieces lately nigga
My shit smothered
Smashing out in drop heads nigga, burning rubber
Mama said she don’t want nothing, she just want me to hug her
Shouts out to the Birdman just for what he did for Thugger
Nigga play we plug him
Naw for real, naw for real
Way before the deal, fuck a deal
This is how I feel