Bloodhound Diss Lyrics by Cts Luh Wick & Sumo Dub
I really get through every gap
Make your Q50 rounds
Go post up in the rack
I catch Bloodhound gon’ get his little ass ***
Birdass can’t rap his ass
So twack his ass be having perk attack
If you ain’t smoking
Lil’ jet full of school
Then sorry we can’t match it
50 stiff perks off the car
I got a hundred in my all
We got a 60 on two drakes
It’s like 220 in this car
It’s nothing but traces in this Glock
You try to run won’t make it fall
Went on the hit, he hit the splish and then he watch Lil’ Jeff ass fall
Can’t even get gas at they stove
In Maryland tryna tap a fro
Be damned I go like Duda Wendy’s tryna get a 4 for 4
I put a bloodhound in my scope, it’s guaranteed I up the scope
And *** bloodhounds they boogie and they sell his ass really a ***
Them fake ass ass ain’t got no beats, we catchin’ beats about these beats
Told a brother throw me the keys, I drop my skid and switch he sneaks
I tap the four of yours, ass collapse, I watch his body freeze
Keep doin’ all that troll, Lil’ Jeff ain’t gon’ be on all my pee
Boy we *** with 9-5, smoke on Lil’ Jeff to the head
Bro was in there with J Boogie, said he working with the feds
We can get cracked on no drill like they did that *** Jeff
Mixing money with that Lil Jeff but we still smoke J Mo
Cracked through the lock bucking the switches yeah we want Q50 dead
What the *** is a bloodhound them niggas somewhere snortin meds
Seven sisters and his micro drink, they smackin’ like some pigs
Whole gang jumped out with Fully Chops, show em how them some gif
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If you ain’t smokin’ J-Mo Jeff and Scoom, then we can’t match today
Fully pieced the drink, on the way to the rack, call up a drink
State troopers try to flick on this 6-1, but that’s an easy bait