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before the fame freestyle - blood money lyrics

[intro]
lemme hear that, okay, it’s blood, it’s blood
i’ma f*ckin’ original don dada, n*gga
i’ll make your ass disappear for that bread boy
n*ggas know what it is, when they see me n*gga
n*ggas gettin’ their guns out n*gga

[verse]
yo, yo, i’m a main n*gga, young blood money
i’m on the block, gettin’ cash, drug money
and i’m riding through the block, i love money
and i ain’t bout to give a dub to a honey
i promise to god, i’m off the block where them n*ggas be
60th and indiana, 61st, we be on the streets
where n*ggas don’t play games, them heats get fired
and if you play games, then 3 gon’ die
then next week 3 more gon’ die
n*gga we shootin’ fire
n*gga you p*ssy ass n*ggas better stay gettin’ by
or stay gettin’ high ’cause i stay gettin’ fried
i’m on the block, gettin’ money, i stay gettin’ fired ’cause it’s 2 for that
i’m on the block n*gga, them shooters at
buckshots gon hit you in your faceline, knock you back
you don’t want no problems with dude, i manufacture crack
lil folksnem on the block like “blood, let me get a pack”
i’m like “ain’t sh*t shakin'”
stand down i keep that bacon
run up on me like you gon take it and i’ma make yo ass see jason
i’m some serious, delirious is what they call me
i’m young wild and ready, my n*ggas, they choppin’ all these

- blood money lyrics

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