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lirik lagu block boyz – block baby slugg

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aye, uhh, straight off the block
banging he the baby but he dangerous he know how to slang it
clip hanging, while he banging
he ain’t gotta aim it this ain’t pretend this how it it
them babies run up in yo crib
woodie, right where you live
they taking everything they thought you had, and sh*t you thought you hid, they went from coming in a grocery bag to coming vacuum sealed, bro did the ricky with a turkey bag and got his bobby pealed, cant f*ck that b*tch, even though she bad she posting who i k!lled, the block hot we at ocean prime number 36, you risked yo life, doing all that crime to buy a 36, yo big homie, never had a dimе he capping like he rich, you might snitch scarеd to do yo time n*gga you’s a b*tch these n*ggas lame and they p*ssysipping sh*t they know be hit, n*gga you can’t owe me sh*t, she let me hit, she know we lit, my life just like a motion pic, don’t want you hoe come get this b*tch she drunk she screaming period, b*tch i ain’t tryna hear that sh*t, the block hot bro just caught a body, tryna sell his glocky i was taking hits for cheap when n*ggas thought that i was robbing i was still robbing n*ggas if they thought that i was buying, told the n*gga ask his clients if he thinking that i’m lying, oh you a paper chaser, get money smoke 8ers screaming f*ck a hater, only focused on paper, oh you’s a f*cking faker
we got more stars then the lakers
them n*ggas shooting for the line
i creep up close for the layup, like baby you got yo pistol, b*tch stop being funny, only thing on my mind is i can’t stop getting money, bussing all in the crowd b*tch i gotta hit something, i treat this glock just like my child i won’t drop this b*tch for nothing

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