[00:00.000] 作词 : Manny Galvez/Julian Munro/Dwayne Carter/Ernesto Shaw
[00:00.558] 作曲 : Manny Galvez/Julian Munro/Dwayne Carter/Ernesto Shaw
[00:01.116]B-walk
[00:02.166]On this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk
[00:04.465]I don't know what the **** he thought
[00:06.356]I put one in his head like a deep—
[00:10.011]What up, though? It's Tunechi
[00:11.237]New Orleans ****, turn gumbo to sushi
[00:13.514]Money real tall like Mutombo, you puny
[00:15.611]You already know I'm a big dog, you Snoopy
[00:17.960]Soldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I'm droopy
[00:20.810]Smoke it then bomb like you nuke me, it's spooky
[00:23.133]Y'all **** fluky
[00:24.288]Y'all **** always broke like a hoopty
[00:26.486]Hold up, sound off, one, two
[00:28.983]Snatch the crown off of you
[00:31.307]I make house calls, I'ma come through
[00:33.473]And kick the door down like kung fu
[00:35.905]Hold up, pop a bottle, Dom Peri'
[00:38.159]Like Colorado, I'm primary
[00:40.382]Don't talk that shit, no commentary
[00:42.625]Just shake that shh like a library
[00:45.179]Flow so clean, got me tip-toein'
[00:47.358]Dick so big, almost tripped over it
[00:49.464]I came on her belly, that's star jelly
[00:51.628]Bitch, bitch, give me brain like a smart aleck
[00:53.972]Hold up, right, left, right, left, you're toothless
[00:56.744]Break his nose, right hand full of mucus
[00:59.042]Pussy ****, stop playin', start douchin'
[01:01.253]Blood chillin' in the cut, no sutures
[01:03.527]Uh, B-walk
[01:05.327]One punch slept a ****, made him sleepwalk
[01:07.503]She up and down on this dick like a see-saw
[01:09.778]I'm steppin' 'round this bitch like the green Hulk, hold up
[01:12.526]Rrr, watch your remarks
[01:14.294]You know I check a **** like results
[01:16.568]Your bitch try beat my meat, that's that meat assault
[01:18.847]You know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood
[01:21.696]On Blood, that's on Blood (On Blood, on Blood)
[01:23.819]**** trippin' till he see his own blood (Own blood)
[01:26.017]I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (On blood)
[01:28.296]No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)
[01:30.580]That's on Blood (On Blood)
[01:31.898]Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (Suwoo)
[01:34.002]I'm Mama grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (Suwoo)
[01:36.421]Big B's and I got my own buzz
[01:39.119]That's on Blood, that's on Blood (On Blood)
[01:41.279]This **** trippin' till he see his own blood (Own blood)
[01:43.597]I pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood (On blood)
[01:45.867]No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (On blood)
[01:48.128]That's on Blood (On Blood)
[01:49.449]Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (Own tub)
[01:51.556]I'm Mama grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (Own cubs)
[01:53.967]Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the mud (Got it out the—)
[01:58.778]B-walk
[01:59.927]On this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk
[02:02.178]I don't know what the **** he thought
[02:04.062]I put one in his head like a deep thought
[02:06.380]And if he walk, that's cheap talk
[02:08.685]Breakin' back, boolin', that's how we talk
[02:10.979]And the streets talk, gotta speak soft
[02:13.260]You know **** get killed by default
[02:15.710]Tune act a donkey like hee-haw
[02:17.708]Him'll lay a **** down like pink salt
[02:20.206]Smokin' that tree till the tree fall
[02:22.586]And I stay armed like sleeves off
[02:24.558]Red, red like spaghetti and meatballs
[02:26.839]Cold, cold-blooded, I got the deep frost
[02:29.156]Hop, hop on the D and she rejoice
[02:31.409]I'm a Blood, little bitch, I'm a B-boy
[02:33.601]No Diddy, on Blood, Tunechi
[02:50.485]Pistol-whip him, now he sippin' on blood
[02:54.855]No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood
[02:57.309]Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the—
[03:00.424]Got it out the mud, mud
[03:06.378]Mother****er, got it out the mud
[03:08.658]Mother****er, got it out the mud (On Blood)
[03:23.834]Mother****er, got it out the mud
[03:25.932]Buzz and I got it out the—
[03:27.589]Got it out the mud, mud
[03:33.618]Mother****er, got it out the mud
[03:35.835]Mother****er, got it out the mud