See Red 歌詞
See Red - Pooh Shiesty
Lyrics by:Lontrell Williams/Nick Seeley/Tiquon Pryor
And we all wanna be somethin' blrrrd
To help us on our way mm mm mm big blrrrd
Together we can face another day
There's blood around me see red blrrrd yeah
There's blood around me got one in the head blrrrd yeah yeah
Shiesty pulled up shootin' they fled blrrrd dead
Shiesty pulled up shootin'
They was tryna fake dead blrrrd fake dead
F**k girl lemme touch a lil' bread lil' bread yeah
Get too mad and I'll pay
For some blood to be shed yeah
N***a f**k your gang you heard what I said blrrrd
'Fore you crossed me you only sleep
On a bunkbed blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd
Put this drac' up I take the carbine instead
Too geeked up geeked
I'm crossin' 'za with the meds 'za with the meds
Free cub he threw up on the lick he was scared
He step on s**t be quiet 'nough said
Shoot first the motto you know how we play
Them hollow tips hungry they ate up his leg
I was just droppin' s**t look where it lead
Now I'm in the hills I can't spell where we stay
I can't go out like I'm tony
No you can't sneak up on me
I got the whole world in my hands
World in my hands
He saw how we treat the opponents
Yup I'm still undefeated
When we talkin' 'bout an advance
'Bout an advance
Just like the migos I slide when
I land slide when we land
We try to spin through had to body your mans
Body your man
All of my b***hes be too slimed in ayy
When I say come on you they bangin' you in
Ayy you in
Bang with the coolin' kit on the fn on the fn
I knew I was gon' catch a body at ten blrrrd blrrrd
Gotta hop out on feet every time that we spin wan' spin
Wanna get with my gang cost death to get in yeah yeah
Try to reach for my chain you off meth or some med'
Faceshot long range turn to steph with the sig
Keep focus every time better ask hi-tech hi-tech
Got a day goin' out like pac I'm big I'm big
Everybody 'round me buyin' green let's go
And we big c gang what the f**k you mean blrrrd blrrrd
Everybody you know my team blrrrd
Still posted on the block like I'm
Yao ming blrrrd blrrrd
Chrome hearts hat with the long sleeves long sleeves
In the rolls-royce truck blowin' 'za with some freaks
If I want him dead I just pay the s**t cheap
Keep one in the head know la play for keeps yeah
Just peeped your gang s**t weak s**t weak
Can't run it on me I'm too slimy and neat no no
Ayy shoutout to tp he cooked up the beat
Cooked up the beat
Got some tourists in the hills y'all n***as try that with me
Been and stood front line real beef blrrrd
Tryna slide every day couldn't eat s**t sleep
Blrrrd blrrrd
Get up close on 'em my technique technique
Gotta buy back the block 'cause I run concrete I run concrete
There's blood around me see red blrrrd yeah
There's blood around me got one in the head blrrrd yeah yeah
Shiesty pulled up shootin' they fled blrrrd dead
Shiesty pulled up shootin'
They was tryna fake dead blrrrd fake dead
F**k girl lemme touch a lil' bread lil' bread yeah
Get too mad and I'll pay for
Some blood to be shed yeah
N***a f**k your gang you heard what I said blrrrd
'Fore you crossed me you only sleep
On a bunkbed blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd
Put this drac' up I take the carbine instead
Too geeked up geeked
I'm crossin' 'za with the meds 'za with the meds
Free cub he threw up on the lick he was scared
He step on s**t be quiet 'nough said
Shoot first the motto you know how we play
Them hollow tips hungry they ate up his leg
I was just droppin' s**t look where it lead
Now I'm in the hills I can't spell where we stay
No no
Can't spell where we stayin' blrrrd
Big blrrrd blrrrd