Lil' O - Bleed lyrics

These niggaz gon bleed, pass me the weed

These niggas gon bleed

These niggaz gon bleed, I just hit em with that thang and it freeze

Good that I did my deed, so pass me the weed

So I could slay, another MC

These niggaz, ain't fucking with me

I represent the born in killers, from the land of the trillest

Drug dealers thug niggaz, who specialize in kidnapping squealers

Gat concealers, drillers for scrilla through outfed gorillas

We bust back with bazookas, just to make sure they feel us

Like Atilla the Hun, killers with guns leaving you numb

Loving nothing, but bitches and funds

Give me your ones, for fun you'll get annihilated

Pull the nickle fine plated, both his eyes dilated

Yeah the Southside made it, how you love that

I know you niggaz hate it, but you can't fuck with that

Lil' O, better known as Fat Rat with the cheese

Triggas squeeze, on all the South's enemies with ease

I hit your block like Jeffrey Dommer, eat a nigga ass up

And what click you claim, I could give a fat fuck

You touch my fast bucks, I'm at your front do'

Quicker than a fast nut, with that blast and that buck

Rob-rob murder-murder, killer cap peeler

Slug feeler hit list, dump a nigga in the ditch hit

You bitches it's bidness, you know I'm saying

So when you see me out the roof, cause you know what I'm spraying

And you know where I'm aiming, I proceed at your toes

And I make my foes fall, like wars at Jericho

Get greedy with calicoes, jaw breakers and body blows

Flying feet to the nose, multiple bullet holes

Like a heroin overdose, or too much cocaine in your nose

I got that heart stopper flow, the chart topper glow

So start with Lil' O, best believe I draw heat

A monster mind shit, bitch it's all about me

Ain't no discussing, we issue concussions for nothing

Redrumming like Russians, hitting boys like percussion for thinking that we bluffing

Cause it ain't nothing, to get these triggas crushing

Niggas rushing for they shit, but it's too late they got hit

Try the glock greeders, certified block bleeders

Heavyweights from Texas state, smuggle top flight cheeba

In the drop top beamer, with a top notch diva

Thugged out diamonds shining, with my hand on my heater

These niggaz act like senoritas, so I slap them all

And I know it breaks your heart, that I'm back to ball

But the fact of it all, is that I still won't stop

From this day forth, the rap game is now locked