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SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN

SPIDERBLOOD 2: ROTTEN

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(Ay, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, ay, yeah)

(Yeah)

(Nuke- Nuke-)

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout

Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down

Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot

Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out

I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out

Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now

Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot

Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout

Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down

H- Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot

Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out

I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out

Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now

Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot

Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout

Yuh

Big body foreign, window tinted for the sun

40 on the block, I'm walking Glocky in the trunks

Coming up out the bottom, now we steady up the funds

All these artists on my dick been heavy looking like my sons

Hate me, I don't hate it, but they say I'm going dumb with it

Talking on the gang then 40 taking out they tongues

Hi- Hi- Hitting 'em with the laser, keep a switch up on the gun

Catch 'em running out the back, I'm in the attic like The Grudge

Ay

Pop out with the gang to your whereabouts

I'm coming out the motherfuckin' mud

Bitch I pull up to the cut

I've got lots of ghosts in the coffin

Witchy itchin', I got the spiders in my blood, bitch

Hit 'em with the drum clip, bullets through his lungs

Chopper get to talking, hollows knocking out his guts

Get back, let it bang on 'em

Smoking opposition Backwoods

40 roll up, leave 'em looking like a Dutch

Cock back, take his name

I'm gon' leave 'em on the run from the witch

I'm a bad motherfucker, I'm a god in this bitch

Glock with a stick, turn your block into Swiss

You a pussy, hit the coffin, send a shot through his ribs

Talkin' like they with it, now they barking like a bitch, boy

Artists acting faker than the gold up on they neck

Pull up to your city with a vest

Looking like a vet, heard he coming to my spot, that's a bet (aight)

Pull up- Pull up, hit 'em with the molly, now his nose drips (aight)

I've been summoned from the bottom where the ghost lives (aight)

All these rappers acting pussy, on they hoe shit (aight)

Stand up in the way, on the gang, leave 'em hopeless (aight)

See his addy, when he drops, I'mma close in (aight)

Two twin Glocks spin the block, never noticed (aight)

Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken (aight)

Talking on my name, 40 bringing the smoke in (aight)

(Knock his skully, I'm gon' leave they body broken)

(I'm gon'- I'm gon'- I'm gon'-)

I'm gon' take that, yuh

Hands on yo' chain, I'm gon' break that off (off)

Came up from nothin', I'm raised bad

Gang tats, mask on my face, where the case at?

Now I'm gon' aim with the Glock, knock his face back, uh

Sights through your vest, where the jakes at? Uh

Ice through my heart, I'm gon' lace that, hate that

Snatch out your soul with no takebacks

I keep my hands on your bitch, I might take that, yuh

(Nu- Nu-)

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout

Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down

H- Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot

Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out

I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out

Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now

Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot

Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout

Nuke 'em out the coffin, I'm about to cause a fallout

Blicky in the pocket, send a rocket through 'em, fall down

Hole up his body, 40 hit 'em with a shot

Witchy running out of opps and so I guess I'm going all out

I got lots of gold in my pocket, we could ball out

Hopping out the dungeon, to the top, we never stop now

Water on my Cuban, now my throat begin to rot

Gettin' money like a scholar, only difference I'm a dropout

Blegh!

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