Corrección Letra Blood In Blood Out par Logic

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Blood in
Blood in, blood out, uh

Blood in, blood out, blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out, blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out, blood in, blood out
That life what you (Uh-oh) ain't 'bout
Blood in, blood out, blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out, blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out, blood in, blood out
(Uh-oh) Make a b*t*h n***a disappear, tied out

Yeah
Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma get it like this
Take your life like this
I ain't finna write a diss
I'ma write it like this
Know you want it like this
400 like this
No, I can't f**k with a b*t*h, uh
No, I can't f**k on the b*t*h, uh
No, I can't f**k on no b*t*h, yeah
No, I can't f**k with no switcher
f**k with me, I f**k your b*t*h up
PLP less you step to me or my family
Logic, switch the topic
Smoke them cookies, burner dropping
Knew he hooked the boy up so good but that sh*t so good I copped it
When I'm all alone, in my home
Smoking trees, I'm in the zone
Thinking 'bout the brothers we done lost in thеse streets
But we still persеvering, we can't comprehend defeat
Tryna keep they cool, but they can't comprehend the heat
My bad YG, I meant to say that they can't keep they bool
'Cause I'm rapping on your sh*t, mama ain't raised no fool
Everybody know that Logic, yeah, he do the do
I won't leave no one alive when I'm done and through, get it, ayy
All the ladies want it 'cause it feel right, uh
Never wanted to party but I still might
Bad b*t*hes, that's the type of sh*t I still like
Smoke trees, don't even know what the peel like
b*t*h, please, you Insta famous, I'm real life
Got the keys to this Ferrari, I'ma skrrt off
Yeah, that boy hitting the gym, let me take my shirt off
Yeah, these haters talking sh*t, let me dust the dirt off
I'm the king of this sh*t, won't let these other rappers get a word off

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