I turn around with a pensive smile Now I turn around, yeah I turn around, with tears in my eyes [chorus (x2)] This blood flows for you again This blood
Übersetzung: Love Like Blood. Blutungen.
Hot Boys going take this shit far leave yo block hot like tar, four deep in a black car mask and flames five year's on each ??? like I'm hiding out like
thought your love was sweet until it turned sour, You snuck up from the back and stabbed me, I ain't even see it coming but I been here bleeding for weeks
I thought ur love was sweet until it turned sour, You snuck up from the back and stabbed me, I aint even see it coming but I been here bleeding for weeks
they give a fuck about us [Kastro] Now all my homies got love for me Down to catch a slug for me Guaranteed to bleed deeply Now that's love Shit
in fame [Verse 2: Kadafi] Block run and shoot slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed
Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch [Tupac] Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us like like they can't see us and like we don't be at
us all meeting up in Prison Last week I got a letter from my road dog Written in Blood Saying, "Please show a young playa love" Hold your head Hold it
Cause I know how this will end She had another falling She knows just what to do Just like Sid and Nancy I will be bleeding after you Dead n gone! Like
my blood Hey your pulse is in my blood And it goes to my brain I saw her lovin' like an angel And killing like a devil in love Playin' with her life Like
To Try To Test The Evil Genius We Got A Crew And I We A Bunch Of Trigger Squeezers They Call Us Nigga Bleeders We Make Niggas Bleed We Cant Get
I could touch you there Would you be liberated? Ah yeah [Chorus:] I don't wanna be Another enemy Even though you make be bleed Like a Kennedy Not when
.Ouija, Let 'em know who the boss is So nigga you wanna get tossed in the river? Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love, Me show
you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'? Blood clot, here to be dead what one of them niggas said Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when
t sing a love song Like the way it's meant to be Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore But baby, that's just me And I will love you, baby - Always
they remained unspoken And we'd take them to the fiery Gates of hell Once I was afraid of love But when it's your brother Those things change 'Cause love
