Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bloody, artist - Mac. Date of issue: 27.09.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bloody |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Now what yall mean, niggas on my team, they all about the cream |
| And my enemies, we take it to extreme, to get the green |
| Nahmean, turn the block to a murder scene |
| And I be screaming whoa, in the drop with my nigga Wop |
| Runnin from the cop who was trying to meet that quota |
| I’m young and I’m black so they be thinking I’m slanging that baking soda |
| You ain’t heard about, nigga from that dirty south, keep a boot in his mouth |
| Bitch everybody yelling bout it, let 'em know what you bout |
| Before you leave your house, cause at night, nigga freaks come out |
| Get the gat with the extra clip cause if you catch us slippin |
| You might be the next to rip, get shot get stab you get cut up strip |
| You boxed up in a ship, thinking niggas on some retaliation tip |
| Then take a trip to the land |
| Where them niggas do the murder man dance on the enemies |
| And fake niggas that pretend to be friends of me |
| Are the ??? |
| nigga can’t fuck with me |
| Won’t buck with me the murda murda kill kill for scrilla |
| Cap pilla turned rap dealer chose the style |
| Your style, my style, our style |
| Turn up the beat loud so we can all get wild |
| Chorus: |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Is your niggas in the air like mine |
| Can they make a M-16 sound like mine? |
| Get hit with a stray from a big ole' K |
| Get up say never die they just walk away |
| Nigga Mac got something to say |
| I get to bucking they better get to ducking and its getting to fucking |
| It’s real tell them niggas I’m back, heavy triggers that’s fat |
| We got grenades now let a nigga hit you with that |
| You get gutted, throw in them dogs in the mud and get mudded |
| That’s what you get when you fuck around with my buddies |
| Murda Murda and this shit is so love, man them niggas can’t fuck with me |
| Won’t buck with me the murda murda kill kill for scrilla |
| Cap pilla turned rap dealer chose the style |
| Your style, my style, our style |
| Turn up the beat loud so we can all get wild |
| Chorus: |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| So you want to get bloody |
| Fucking with my niggas is like fucking with my money, you think it’s funny |
| Twist ya, make your momma miss ya |
| Tell your baby momma bye and tell your kids kiss ya, dismiss ya |
| 45 words that you spoke with your tongue |
| Mac pass the gun and his killing is done |
| You niggas ain’t heard, Magic from the 9th and Mac’s from the 3rd |
| You don’t want to war with me but you done went far with me |
| Put him in the trunk this punk is dead, I done hit him in his head |
| With a .45 slug, now he coughing up blood |
| I’m a 225 pound nigga rapper slash killer cap pella grave filler |
| So what you wanna do, No Limit is my back bone |
| Slap a tank on your back if you say something wrong |
| About the clique I’m with, I’m a sick man |
| Wanna take his 5 grand, I’ll leave with your dick in your hand |
| And I’m a grown man, and I’m down with Mac |
| So all you so called killers better step back |
| Chorus: |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Niggas really wanna die tonight |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| You know you fucking with a rider right |
| We can all get bloody if you want to |
| You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do |
| (What you wanna do nigga) |
| Bitch ass niggas yall don’t want to fuck with us |
| We niggas who love this type of shit |
| Bunch of pussy ass motherfucking niggas |
| We the real motherfucking riders ya heard me? |
| Mr. Magic and Mac down for the 2000 |
| Ain’t nothing motherfucking stopping us |
| We tank doggs we can’t be motherfucking stopped |
| You motherfucking niggas better listen |
| For ya get your ass wacked Ya heard me? |
| Well if it’s on it’s fucking on |