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Headtaps (Official Audio)
Bloodhound Lil Jeff
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Brrt
Yeah
Brrt, uh (yeah)
When we jump out, all you hear is Dracs and switches (brrt)
Really get shit gone, don't do no missing (no)
Baked his ass just like some chicken
Spank they ass for all the dissing
Bitch, we play ball, don't do no slipping (no)
50 shots stick out the glizzy
He got hit and started tripping
He fell over, now he finished
I can't bap, I took a L
Ever since, bitch, I been winning
I love this shit, think I'm addicted
I can't stop rapping about the trenches
They shot my cousin, but ain't kill him
For some weeks straight, we were spinning
But the only difference is
Once you got caught, bitch, we killed him
Sent his ass above the ceiling
You know we over stand on business
I'm not just rapping, I'm still spinning
We can't be cool, bitch, I can't kick it
If you get caught and with your children
Don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm still blicking (brrt, brrt)
We get up close, don't hit civilians
I'm stacking hats up to the ceiling
He got hit once and he was finished
7.62s same size as missiles
Couldn't play her part, so I went missing
Don't got no heart, don't got no feeling
Ain't signing no deal unless it's a million
I'm not a hero, more like a villain
You ain't never killed no killer
We been got back, long live Lil Nizzle
You not like that, soft as a pillow
A-wipe your nose, don't need no tissue
Can get into it without an issue
Spin out of cars with just three windows (you know that)
Them trenches know that I'm official
(You know that, yeah, them trenches know that I'm official)
When we jump out, all you hear is Dracs and switches (brrt)
Really get shit gone, don't do no missing (no)
Baked his ass just like some chicken
Spank they ass for all the dissing
Bitch, we play ball, don't do no slipping (no)
50 shots stick out the glizzy
He got hit and started tripping
He fell over, now he finished
I can't bap, I took a L
Ever since, bitch, I been winning
I love this shit, think I'm addicted
I can't stop rapping 'bout the trenches
They shot my cousin, but ain't kill him
For some weeks straight, we were spinning
But the only difference is
Once you got caught, bitch, we killed him