Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bliccy's Hurtin , by - sheff g. Release date: 05.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bliccy's Hurtin |
| Watch me hit a nigga, then forget a nigga |
| I ain’t worry bout them like Fresh |
| Get to switchin' niggas, I be clippin' niggas |
| I be movin' hot, I make a mess |
| Sheff tell em niggas, cause i’m sick of niggas |
| We gon put these niggas to the test |
| Sheff tell em niggas, cause i’m sick of niggas |
| We gon put these niggas to the test |
| I know em Blickys Hurtin' |
| I know em Blickys Mad |
| Use to blend them block |
| Close the curtains |
| Now we cash out to brag |
| I know em Blickys Hurtin' |
| I know em Blickys Nervous |
| I know em Blickys Hurtin' |
| I know em Blickys Mad |
| Look, we just be lurkin' and seein' em |
| Trust me, I shoot up the cab too |
| Take shots if you feenin' to be with em |
| He Opp, That’s ya mans, he got shot too |
| They know who reverse & who bend again |
| Headshot him remove all that melanin |
| Ain’t no reversin', no blendin' it |
| I don’t recall even seein' em |
| Niggas soft, man I hate em with passion |
| Sleepy put em where em graves at |
| Think he shinnin', you should be relaxin' |
| Send em bullets, where his chains at |
| Movin' we doing em |
| Dodgin' the foolishness |
| Ball that I switch with the LudaCris |
| Knockin' and Bruisin' em |
| Boppin' and Movin' em |
| Talking tuff talk ain’t doin' shit |
| Free Fresh, Free Ace |
| (Jay yo book him, snuck him,? , ?) |
| I just can not relate |
| (They just smoke him, snuck him, ?) |
| Only time when they is talking hot |
| Is when they hidin' & peepin' or they hidin' in they Ubers |
| Can not wait till i catch a Opp |
| So I fry em, cook em and I pass the Kite to Fulem |
| Slidin' with me, get you ridin' with me |
| Take the charge and be inside there with me |
| Cause you dyin' with me, take the 9 like 50 |
| Switchin sides, you pay your fine like Ricky |
| I use to trap out em corners and lobbies |
| You use to make fun of me nigga |
| Now i’m that nigga, that nigga makes figures |
| You use to come for me little nigga |
| They know we do it for the Racks |
| Why you trippin' nigga, get the clippin' niggas |
| And my Ooters movin' with the pack |
| Ain’t no different nigga, pull a different triggers |
| And ya bitch a treesh, she let me slap |
| Thumbin' through a check and get it back |
| Don’t be runnin' up, or we gon bun him up |
| This stupid nigga shootin', never clap |
| So I stay to myself |
| Keep my hand right by side the pole, watch a nigga fold |
| Understand. |
| all my guys got up out in a jam |
| And they never told |
| They know that i’m Saucin', hop out and torch them |
| Dip on the Jig, till I lost em |
| I be finessin', All black when i’m dressing |
| To keep me a weapon |
| Movin' gas, no breaks |
| Loyal beating up the case, yeah to my waist |
| Shawty ass, don’t play |
| Catch another motherfucker slippin' on the way |
| Billy blast em away |
| Sleepy cash them away, Ratchet for days |
| Takin' chances away, fuck the past it’s today |
| Don’t laugh with em |
| Bitch I be with Frost, He a Felon |
| We don’t show no remorse, ain’t no feelings |
| Juggin' for the lost, we gon flip it |
| If he claim he Flock, then we drillin' |
| They know who caught Free Shoots |
| When they free that man |
| Imma give that man what he deserves |
| Yeah it’s two three shoots when they hit a man |
| And you gon see that man |
| Screaming at, yelling at shoots warning |
| Doctor can’t figure out how far |
| Catch him slippin', & i’m puttin' out slots for him |
| Catch Aladdin, he be beggin' on god story |
| My Niggas tellin' the cops on em |
| Call Sheff, that two three shoots on em |
| No reversin', we floodin' the block on em |
| And we aimin' for tops, this is not a warnin' |
| (Tell em Niggas) |
| Watch me hit a nigga, then forget a nigga |
| I ain’t worry bout them like Fresh |
| Get to switchin' niggas, I be clippin' niggas |
| I be movin' hot, I make a mess |
| Sheff tell em niggas, cause i’m sick of niggas |
| We gon put these niggas to the test |
| Sheff tell em niggas, cause i’m sick of niggas |
| We gon put these niggas to the test |
| I know em Blickys Hurtin' |
| I know em Blickys Mad |
| Use to blend them block |
| Close the curtains |
| Now we cash out to brag |
| I know em Blickys Hurtin' |
| I know em Blickys Nervous |
| I know em Blickys Hurtin' |
| I know em Blickys Mad |