BLOODIE, Sugarhill Ddot – HANDS DOWN ( Lyrics ) Letra BLOODIE BLOODIE, Sugarhill Ddot – HANDS DOWN (Lyrics)
Intro
Grah-grah
Grrah, grah-grah
(Yo Lucas Ya Heard)
Y’all know the vibes, it’s that lil Ddot nigga ya heard
Y’all know the fucking vibes man
(Ayo EliWTF)
Chorus
Hands down, If I don’t got the knocks (grrah) (grrah-grrah boom)
I bet he get beat out his sneaks
Like, broad day (grrah)
Lil crash, he lucky (grrah-grrah)
I ain’t put him right to sleep (on bro)
Fuck all the rapping, I {?} all the action (grah)
I stay in the field and I’m toting my ratchet (grrah-grrah boom)
Call up Bloodie, you know that’s the makk
But if I catch a GT, Imma clap em (grrah)
Like, I don’t know why they talking on Notti
Like when we spin through they block (on bro)
It’s a homi
Talk on Dot, ya ass geting killed
Better ask for {?} for that name it get real (worda my motha nigga)
Like, two v’s when we spinning through drew (grrrr)
Can’t forget lil Kurt got shot in his tooth (ahhh-ahhh)
Like, (ahhh, ahhh) and the last got hit in his shouldеrs (ahhh)
So, fuck it, just roll up a boulder (ahhhh) (matt savv)
Verse 1: Bloodie
Like bro he could diе (grrah, look)
Like, so don’t trip when you slide (AP AP)
Bro thought he was sipping, he was drinking that tie (ahh)
Bro one shot after shot, tryna hang out the –
Ahhhh-haaaaa
So, 88k (grrah)
Like let’s go blitz if he smoking on Kay
Bro throwing shot after shot tryna knock off a –
Bro a shot after shot tryna knock off a face
Ahhhhh
But it’s still free move (gang) (like)
But he better move (ahhhhh)
Like free Banga, we know what you do
He was on thotties and thotties (grrah)
He was shaking the room (grrah-grrah boom)
Verse 2: Sugarhill Ddot
Grrah, grrah bang
Like, and I see my target (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, he can run cause this shit not the hardest (ahhhh)
Like, ski’d up tryna catch me a shaper
She wanna link cause I’m going retarded (worda my motha nigga)
Verse 3: Bloodie
(grrah, like)
They know the vibes with us
Like he was dissing on Notti
Had to get on that bus
Like, always keep one of them tucked (grrah)
He was dissing on Dot, I start wavin my gun
Like, see to see bro you know that it’s us (ahhh)
He was running, when I start put him in this blunt (ahhhhh)
(grrah, grrah) (ahhh-ahhhhhh)
Like, don’t get no {?} if he don’t got no hits
Glass, shatter all over the strip (grrah, look)
He ducking, moving faster than his bitch (ahhhhh)
We gon up on his block, I don’t care bout no kids (grrah)
(grrah) I’m tryna catch me who this (grrah)
Like, now he just dead in this spliff (grah-grah)
Verse 4: Sugarhill Ddot
Frankie dead (ahhh)
I don’t know why they mention my dead (grah-grah boom)
When I spin to the s, fill em up with led
Like, don’t forget that lil smelly is dead (grah-grah boom)
(smellyyyyy)
Chorus
Hands down, If I don’t got the knocks (grrah)
I bet he get beat out his sneaks (grrah-grrah boom)
Like, broad day (grrah)
Lil crash, he lucky I ain’t put him right to sleep (on bro)
Fuck all the rapping, I {?} all the action
I stay in the field (grrah) and I’m toting my ratchet (grrah boom)
Call up Bloodie, you know that’s the makk
But if I catch a GT, Imma clap em (like) (grrah, grrah) (like) (like)
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