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Hot Boys

Blood Thicker

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Turk:
Stickin' together like glue
Blood is thick so I'm tight
Swimmin' for my people
Don't mind losin' my life
Ridin' or fryin'
Don't matter nigg* I'm real
All the time
The red thicker than the clear
Get in the way
And you get maced in the face
50 will chase
Put a end to yo' day
Hit yo' set in the black on black
With Macs
With red dots on 'em
Will leave you flat
Yo' moms with the black on her
On the front level
6 ft. is where you be there goes the men with the shovels
Blood thicker than water
I'ma keep it like that
Never turnin' my back
And I'ma keep it like that
Much love for my people
They got love for me
Outsiders get outta line
Get burnt up from the heat
I'ma play it how it go
Be down to the finish
fk havin' friends cuz friends turn into your enemies

Chorus:
(Juvenile)Load it up slide it in c*ck it back pop it out.
Load it up slide it in yall die.
(Lil Wayne) Load it up slide it in c*ck it back pop it out.
CMB226 we all ride.

Baby:
Money and girls don't mix
Hoes s**t got a lotta fixed
That's why I stick with blood thicker than water s**t
Me and my brothers split keys
Get me 18 ounces nigg*, and 10 g's
Ridin' in convertable Rolls Royce with the HB's
Draped with diamonds and gold hoes love me
fkin' right nigg* I raised the B.G.
That's why I'm a hot boy on these city streets
Blood thicker than water I know you feel me
Set trip motherfker we gon' kill ya
Change on ya brain
Lets sneak and then peel ya
I walk light
Uptown
But I still got my ghetto stripes
I creep and peep
Keep my hand on my heat
I ain't gon' let no b*tch nigg* steal me
I got a world
My main hoe pregnant with my lil girl
I gotta be here to serve her world
Motherfk snortin' furl
Gimme the rap game lil d*ck suckin' b*tch and I'ma stay rich
But it's yo' world
Guess what Cash Money Records stick together like blood and furl

Juvenile:
It's just me and you all
I'm with whatever you wanna do all
Let you floss in my new car
Pop a nigg* for you fall
We deal with as* together
Build up all our cash together
Scored our first bag together
And stole our first Jag together
No separation
No outsiders could come between us
2 felonies and misdemeaners got a subpeona
Turnin' state
The Hot BoyUSD carry they weight
Any false movin' the case then the fool losin' his face
????????
Look what we been
Though we did it sin
I'm prepared to do it again
I ain't lyin'
My bloodline is 1 of a kind
fk it we all shine
Look and we all blind
This s**t is turned bad yeah
You done fked with my people now I'ma bust ya as* yeah
Wodie, leave that alone, let that go
Best to respect my click or check that hoe
We shine ??
And wax the floor
Blood thicker than water don't you ask no mo'

Chorus

Lil Wayne:
Blood thicker
Water slicker
And ain't no nigg*
Slick up in my click
The 226 it consists of tru
We move ya crew be cool or lose nigg*
Now I dig
Up in ya blood for my blood
My click thick
And you can't separate bloods
Now when you ride
Ready to die who you with
Yo' real family or some you fool with
Now on you' side, do you really have love
Boy we click tight stick tight that's blood
And guess what
We marchin' a million strong
Terrorizin' you' section black connection is my home
Love is the key
Outsiders can't keep
14 givin' my whole life to CMB
I'ma represent it
Solja rag, Reebok tennis
Stick to click called 226 to the finish

Blood thicker than water that's why my they harder
Comin' in that water
Off top they grab the choppers and chop
So nigg* you better play solo
U get fked the fk over
So don't explain to me nigg*
Talkin' bout s**t that I should
Shut yo' mouth cuz I don't wanna hear it
Off top that trigger get pulled
Puttin' yo' head on flat
Caught slippin' layin' on that back
spotted you creepin'
Them chopper bullets start releasin'
wonderin' why you wet
They found ya dead in the projects
Have people cryin' and thankin'
But yo' body been stankin'
On the ground 16 holes
Shot up head to ya toes
Blood all over ya clothes
Don't fk with me no more
Now they know
I ain't no hoe
????
They backin' up that CMR come up in that water

Chorus

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