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Gunplay

Genres: Hip-Hop

Blood On The Dope Lyrics - Gunplay

Take what you want, tie they ass up 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

 

Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread 

Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads 

(Now its music in their ears, I got a perfect licking mind 

Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down) 

 

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Take what you want, tie they ass up 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

 

See that crib right there, yeah right there 

Two workers, one pitbull, cocaine and a hundred thousand in there 

We too breezy in this shit, too easy 

It's Christmas time, we all know the season 

All I want is cash and coke 

Got the tape, rope and brand new O 

If they looking like they wanna buck 

Hit em up cause no getting blood on the dope and rug 

And we Gucci, and we came up 

If they ask, I don't ever bring my name up 

Bout to cop a crib, bout to scoop a biz 

 

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Bout to get myself together then go lace my boots again 

 

Take what you want, tie they ass up 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

 

Mask on, fully loaded, when I pull on street 

Rifle, butcher knife, zip ties for hands and feet 

As I'm walking toward the door I hear a small commotion 

Tried to open, it was locked so I kicked it open 

Peeped the scene, daughter screamed 

Someone screamed, I slap him 

Look his daddy in his eyes and say I'm here to jack ya 

Ask who else was in the house, he say its just his wife 

Tied him up, layed him down, hit them with the knife 

Ask em once he tried to play me, I don't play no games 

Kicked his face, broke his nose, took that to his brain 

Pussy nigga you done got yo blood all on my kicks 

Tell me now before I spill your blood all on your bitch 

He said "Chris I knew that's you, I know your whole damn family 

Can't we make some deal my dawg, lets get some understanding" 

I don't give no fuck about no nigga tryna beg 

Give no fuck, yo kids in here, I'm still gon' blow your head 

 

Take what you want, tie they ass up 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

 

Blood on the dope, blood on the floor, blood on your ho 

My young nigga a blood, I show em love 

Blood on the plug, cause I hit em up 

He was flinchin' and shit, told him to get up 

Blood on the kush, got a wife and dad 

That made the price go up when they hit the town 

Blood on the dough, I'm going to war for it 

And I got junkies at the door, and I got chickens in the kitchens 

I got niggas in the trenches 

And you got pussies, so all yo niggas bitches, damn homie 

Call it walking on tomatoes, them red bottoms 

Call it thug vacation, when the feds got em 

Call it what you want it, just can't call me broke boy 

And I'm dirty, go out my way to fuck yo ho boy 

Its muddy mixed with purple, say it slow boy 

And there's blood on everybody when there's war boy 

 

Take what you want, tie they ass up 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope) 

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