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By kuru

Released on August 26, 2020

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[Intro: kuru]

Bloodhounds

Ah-ah, ah-hah

Arena

4AM


[Chrous: kuru]

Oh no, think I did it again

I can't seem to fucking speak when I'm 'round my friends

I don't really like the talking, so I keep loose ends

And they love to pretend, so I skrt in the benz

No, no, no

Let the choppa do the talking, shout out Exodus

You a fake bitch, you ain't like the rest of us

I ain't 'bout the pressure, smoking gas, that's excellence

Say you really 'bout it, you ain't got no evidence


[Verse 1: kuru]

You make me sick to my core

Don't know what's in store for you

Yeah, I don't know what to say, but I'ma floor you

Treat me like fan, bitch, I don't adore you

Always in my DM's, saying this and saying that

I likе to keep my mouth shut, but you always on attack

I like to keep my mouth shut, but I never look back

You should do thе fucking same, go and get yourself some racks


[Verse 2: crusifye]

I was down bad, now I'm chasing all these racks

And shawty want my love, swear I [?]

Stepping in some Rafs, my brodie keep a strap

I'm tryna [?]

You don't [?], we're not playing games

She say she really loved me, I'm stoned, getting brain

I know she [?] just to fuckin' [?]

All the words that she said, in my mind, I [?]


[Verse 3: tonser]

In the night time, I want you to be mine

When I see your smile, you making me feel alive

Oh shit, I'm running in blind

Kuru and me, we have nothing to hide

Catch me on the floor, look at me slide

Nothing in the world can stop me now

Felt like 47, it's just like the guy with no emotions

He can't be stopped, he has the poison

He has the gun, I have the women

Get on board, ride with me now

Get on board, ride with me now

Now, ah

Ride with me now

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah


[Chrous: kuru]

Oh no, think I did it again

I can't seem to fucking speak when I'm 'round my friends

I don't really like the talking, so I keep loose ends

And they love to pretend, so I skrt in the benz

No, no, no

Let the choppa do the talking, shout out Exodus

You a fake bitch, you ain't like the rest of us

I ain't 'bout the pressure, smoking gas, that's excellence

Say you really 'bout it, you ain't got no evidence