Gunplay - Blood On The Dope lyrics
rate meFt. Yo Gotti, PJK & Rick Ross
(Hook)
Take what ya want, tie that 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 (x4)
(Verse: Gunplay)
Hurtin' on my ad, dawg, I need to get some bread
Choppa in 'em legs, got a heat, I'm bustin' heads
Now that's music to my ears, I got a perfect licky 9
Bout to slide by the crib, point it out and put you down
(Hook)
(Verse 2: Gunplay)
See that crib right there? (Right there?!) Yeah, right there
Too workers, one pitbull, cocaine and 100.000 in ____(?)
We too breezy in this shit, get too Weezy
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 lookin' like they want a buck
Hit 'em up, just don't get no blood on the dope
And run! And we Gucci, and we came up
If they acts out, don't eva bring my name up
Bout to cop a crib, bout to scoop a Benz
Bout to get myself together then go lace my boots again
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Yo Gotti)
Mask on, fully loaded when I pull on streep
Rifle butcher knife, zip ties for hands and feet
In there walkin' for the dope, I hear a small commotion
Tried to open, it was locked, so I kick it open
Peek the scene, daughter screams on screen, I slap 'em
Look his daddy in his eye and say "I'm here to jack youz"
Ask who else was in the house, he say it's just his wife
Tied 'em up, laid him down and you can put the knife
Ask 'em once, he tried to play me, I don't play no games
Kicked his face, broke his nose, got that to his brain
Pussy nigga, you done got yo blood all on my kicks
Tell me now befo' I spill yo blood all on yo bitch
He said "yes, I know that's you, I know yo whole damn family"
"Can't we make some deal? My daughter need some understanding"
"I don't give no fuck about no nigga tryna be
"Give no fuck yo kid's in here, still gon' bust yo head"
(Hook)
(Verse 4: PJK)
Blood on the dope, blood on the floor
Blood on yo hoe, a young nigga blood
I show 'em love, blood on the plug
Cause I hit 'em up
He was flitchin' this shit
Told 'em get 'em up
Blood on the kush, gotta wipe it back
That make the price go up when it hit the town
Blood on the door, I'm goin' to war for it
And I got junkies at the door, and I got chickens in the kitchen
I got niggas in the trenches, and you got pussies
So all yo niggas bitches, damn, holmes
Call it walkin' no tomatoes
Do 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 hoe, boy
It's muddy, mixed with purple and sloap, boy
And it's blood on 'errbody when it's want, boy
(Hook)
