Styles P - Bloodsport lyrics

[Hook x2: Joffy] Bomb weed, bomb weed, stick a move Kick, push, bite n***a, make a move Cut, shoot, stab n***as, make a move This is bloodsport n***a, we don't play with rude's [Verse 1: Frenchie] Fight, kick, stab n***a, bust a move Yellow tape, paramedics, make the news We from New York, Brooklyn type, where the Lakers lose From Ninja Turtle's before ? Papa had a lot of spots, we ain't move Now it's up to me, to pick and choose I'm Pokemon, bullets faster than Pikachu You hiding out, well these boys they peek-a-boo I see you, you should've had it co*ked back If you be snitching on n***as, you gonna drop fast ? yeah I keep that Tec on the dresser No air compressors, but my sh**'ll stress you [Hook] [Verse 2: Styles P] Bloodsport, I like blunts and throw slugs off Nobody realer, got dealers to knock my d** off You from a set, but half of your set is dumb soft More p**y, more money, and more p**y Bob and weave like money made in Pacman Stab n***as to d**h, or pull a gat man Your man's gon' end up in the trash can He's garbage, and your garbage So you and him together, that's too garbage I keep a few guns and k** a few artists Yeah, f** around and get a slug ? SP the ghost, D-Block, bloodsport [Hook] [Verse 3: Joffy] Sell 'em a whole deck, go 'head make a move Hope on hold back, go 'head and make the news Harlem remain fly, softer than ? shoes f** the law, when it come to that gun play In broad day light, he get shot and tucked away I'm born to be a leader, always move with that heater Promethazine in my right hand, pour up two liters Got no time for the nonsense, the flow here is god sent The shotty' blast will spread quicker than gossip Lay 'em down like carpet, I spit that hard sh** I been moving bu*ter, no margarine This bloodsport here, I'm talking [Hook]