| I never seen nobody movin' like this
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| They don’t want it with me now
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| Never seen nobody movin' like this
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| They don’t want it with me now
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| What you want from me? |
| (Woo)
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| Such a tragedy (Woo)
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| Mula, look
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| They want me dead, I want they names
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| They say I’m washed up 'cause I hide all these stains
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| But I hop on these tracks and I stop all these trains
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| And I hop off the plane, that’s when I turn to rain
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| You got me on your mind, hope I die on your brain
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| But I’m speaking my mind, that’s when I’m born again
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| And I lean to the side and pour out a lil' drank
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| 'Cause we deep as the mobb, so let Prodigy drink
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| I got one check in mind, you know I want it blank
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| They say they want my blood, okay, I’ll call a gang
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| I’m a be with my hive, we don’t buzz 'cause we bang
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| Do more drugs than we slang, diamond studs in my fangs
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| And I’m Southern as Frank’s, hospitality stinks
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| Change my name from Dwayne to just Rob
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| The banks, nine to five, no thanks, walk the line
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| And Flanks, that’s my slime, Kay Slay and this verse was slain
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| Tunechi, amen
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| I never seen nobody movin' like this
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| They don’t want it with me now
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| I never seen nobody movin' like this
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| Because they don’t want it with me now
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| What you want from me?
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| Such a tragedy (Woo)
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| They want my blood, they want my blood (You want my blood, don’t you?)
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| Look
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| It’s the conglomerate bitch, get with the franchise, y’all
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| I’m past blessing niggas, now I’m about to baptize y’all, listen
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| You wanna sip the blood of a god while nibbling bread?
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| Communion, watching niggas fiend for the crack, but Reagan is dead now
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| Unfortunate for y’all, I was anointed to be
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| The one who possessed the blood of Musa and was appointed by me (Ha)
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| And make a statue of the kid mo’fucka, analyze my struggle
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| Barbaric with beatings, reorganize my muscle
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| Closin' traffic while leanin' up in a dome bubble
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| Vice and me don’t panic with beef and struck you with brass knuckles
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| Bitch, you wan' challenge the chief? |
| Lay in your man’s puddle of blood
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| I’m savage you weak (Hahaha), see, I demand trouble
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| They wanna put my blood in a capsule and lift they man’s hustle
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| I’m quick to defend, a Glock’ll make a giraffe buckle
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| I’m nice, fifth of Henny, then got the semi, pull off the muzzle (Rah)
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| Lay 'em down and then finish the nigga, toss the shovel (Uh)
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| I’m gonna put 'em on notice and form a strong huddle
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| I’ll always move with a few of the iron men and bring a strong couple
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| Come for my blood if you want, nigga
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| I never seen nobody movin' like this
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| They don’t want it with me now
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| Never seen nobody movin' like this
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| They don’t want it with me now
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| What you want for me? |
| (Woo)
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| Such a tragedy (Woo)
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| They want my blood, they want my blood
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| They want my blood, they want my blood |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song They Want My Blood , by - Dj Kay Slay. Song from the album Hip Hop Frontline, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп