4 Eva Bloody

Young Thug

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    I gotta go hard, ain't no Pacers on it
    If it's a problem, you know I put my lil' homies on it
    And if it's politics involved, I put big homie on it
    We got them flags held high, we don't need no opponents
    Cause I'm forever bloody
    Swear I'm forever bloody
    Cause I'm forever bloody
    Yeah I'm forever bloody

    F-A-E-V-A (forever!)
    B-L-O-O-D...E-D
    Ain't shit bigger than the B
    Bloodlove, valentine
    B-L-A-T-T
    And I'm big homie forreal
    Flamed up the streets
    BLAtlanta bigger than rap

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    Just ain't O.C.D
    Slash that B.D
    Got some homies in the [?] that depend on me
    Free Nasty Nuke
    Bitch I play for keeps
    S double M
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    Shout-out to the brims
    Shout-out to the brips
    We let our birds fly high, like that nigga Jim
    Put my life on the line, go out on a limb
    B.I.P to the homies, we roll one for them

    Thugga live in trenches with a bat like a barbarian
    Thugger Thugger rob his own damn Ola, he not scared'a shit
    If you ain't know I'm blood, I'm not no snitch, but I'm gon' tell you quick
    Bloody Thugger roll that game[?] rock over, but you ain't even know that
    Thugger pop 'em off, pop 'em off, pop'em off (pop 'em off)
    I'm not 2Pac but I'm thuggin' nigga, we Outlawz
    And I'm not talkin' 'bout no phone, but I move on protocol

    I got that stick, so do not move at all
    Bullet gon' swell up your jaws like gauze
    Pop 'em off, pop 'em off
    Even though you tried one, let bygones be bygones
    No advertisement, but you can try one
    New York boys gon' die, son
    Stick got me feelin' like Iron Man
    B-L-O-O-D-Y
    Hold me some molly, it's tree time

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