Blood Pool - Stu Bangas, Blaq Poet, Wais P

Me and my guns, we running this fucking streets

Y’all niggas is pussy, don’t stand in front of me

I represent the streets with my hard rhymes

I represent my niggas going hard times

Y’all soft niggas come late when it’s trouble

You hate when I bubble, can’t relate to my struggle (nope)

The music you make proves you a dud

I leave y’all niggas laying in a pool of blood

Y’all not on my level, I leave you in the dust

I’ll leave you with your people all broke up and crushed

This is that shit that they fiend for

The uncut raw is what they pay the green for

They say that these are the last days

In that case, yo, I’m going on a rampage

You don’t wanna play with these here niggas

Cuz these here niggas walk around with hair triggers

And old school caddies, new Benzes with the navi

If you do it for your hood nigga show me where your hands be

Rubber band rap, my money slap

My snow bunnies tell ‘em shake it off

Then buy your fur just to take it off

I’m making off with your life savings, Bernie Madoff

Niggas try to scam the same corner that I ate off

The difference is, ain’t no mimicking, this is pimpin' shit

Crocodile lizard shit, Send ho’s in a blizzard shit

Flow, rare isn’t it, I dare you to visit this

I rip and tear limitless, it ain’t fair, you’re finished kid

Wais P the business, Greek god, call me Icarus

You’re flying too close to the sun

Get your wings burned off, flame blown out and turned off

You’re playing chicken with us, semi truck you need to turn off

My pimp crew colder, so many minks and furs

Next year we rock koala bear and polar

Shitting on you, when it’s on I come through spraying

Like homeboy from Tucson, Arizona

You don’t wanna play with these here niggas

Cuz these here niggas walk around with hair triggers

And old school caddies, new Benzes with the navi

If you do it for your hood nigga show me where your hands be