BloodHound Q50 - 50’s Comin For You

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[intro] You can run, but you can't hide And go, and go, and go You can run, but you can't hide And go Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother And go [verse 1] And go, you ain't put up for the game, you ain't shit like me You ain't never bust a brain, you ain't shit like me Better take you a chain when it get like me Lv on the timbs, this shit not cheap Before the deal, nigga, i been icy These niggas ain't active, only on ig I'm a young turnt nigga, so the bitch like me Bustin' all these hoes, nigga, fuck a wifey Black teeth, my diamonds, nigga, fuck a white teeth Finna 'door my homie, i'm real slimy Vi in the middle of the street Hey, hawk somethin' else, shoot that bitch off a g Well, i'm totin' all this in a glock 23 Soft ass niggas really tryna push peace So i'm pushin' up 'til they ass all deceased Long live jeff, nigga, ain't shit changed Still'll take a nigga kin for tryna be gang Hawk tried to slide, nigga lost his brain Lot of mamas hatin' 'cause i caused them pain Niggas bappin' on them raps, we is not the same This big-ass drac' can stop a train And i'm still hoppin', now i'm masked up like jason I got me a cuban, now i need me a bracelet [chorus] And i'm still hoppin', out i'm masked up like jason (and go, and go) You can't run, but you can hide (and go, and go) And i'm still hoppin', out i'm masked up like jason (i'm gone, i'm gone) I got me a cuban, now i need me a bracelet (and go, and go) [verse 2] He ain't tryna catch a body, man, a nigga all talk Never chase shit down while you yellin' out, "woah" Blew through a quarter million on the drugs i bought And i ain't even take a loss Shorty say she want a nigga, take it off Rockin' louis monogram, nigga shop at ross I'm q50, bitch catch a grin when i walk To the toe licks This next shit ain't talk at all Just crushed up a 30, vert, pass me a straw Hate to fuck her off-count it, so i gotta fuck raw On the phone with the opps, they givin' me props I ain't duckin' these niggas, i'm duckin' the law Ain't cuffin' no bitch, these hoes gettin' bald Pass a slut to my brother like, i'm chris paul I never tell what i seen or saw Favorite part of the drip when a nigga tryna crawl Get hit with a switch, nigga, i ain't tryna brawl Slap a nigga myself, i ain't gotta make a call Ain't spin when i got shot, you ain't my dog Mini micro drac', make a bitch nigga fall Your homie got killed, nigga, that's my fault If i got it, she got it, i don't never say, "nah" Fuck a bitch with a rose, she squirt on the wall She suck it with spit, take her ass to the mall She ain't gettin' lululemon, she gettin' louis v Too rich for niggas, can't copy me Johnny dang, 40k when i iced my teeth Get the fuck out the streets, you ain't caught you a beat Got a lot of these niggas scared to come around me [chorus] (but you can't hide) And i'm still hoppin', now i'm masked up like jason (but you can't hide) (go, go) You can run, but you can't hide (go, go) And i'm still hoppin', out i'm masked up like jason (but you can't hide) (go, go) [outro] Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother And i still'll kill for the check, nigga ain't shit changed Bitch You can run, but you can't hide You can run, but you can't hide
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