lirik lagu with that – dqfrmdao
[intro]
gang, gang
what? what?
o’block
[chorus]
grew up with the k!llers, robbers and drug dealers
boy, just paint the picture
ain’t have no feelings, heart cold as december
deep down in them trenches
i’m with my n*ggas, we just chasing billions, boy, we out to get it
won’t catch me slipping, i’m on point already
boy, you better not test me
i creep up on you, gun at your belly, brains pop like confetti
these n*ggas scary, get caught in that jam
they rat ass always telling
i’m smoking tooka, poppie and k.i., can’t forget ’bout terry
don’t diss my block, we catch you out in traffic
boy, you know you buried
[verse]
i fell in love with this rap sh*t, in this game, i think i’m married
o’block the family, gdk for life, boy, we don’t f*ck with larry
creep up on him, two shots to his dome
he grew some wings like fairy
ebo on him, in that field don’t play, call him the biggest perry
[?] outside, we be spinning blocks, n*ggas had they scary
with my n*ggas, yeah, this sh*t for life, my brothers gotta cherish
pull up, jump out, put the pistol to him
have him screaming, “help me”
if you want beef, boy, just let me know, my vultures, we stay ready
i tote big choppas, no rugers
draco straight to him, i’m aiming right for your medulla
i’m rocking [?], you know how i do it
i walk in the club, bad b*tches they choose
f*ck with them n*ggas, you know you gon’ lose
gotta [?], that’s only we [?]
long live hec, we back in that mode
they chasing down, them soldiers flow
lil mike with me, flame up dude
clown ass n*gga, he just snooze
we got weapons, hammers too
put sh*t right up on the news
dummies rats, they giving clues
telling everything they know
whitey gang, we stay on go
all my youngins trained to blow
[chorus]
grew up with the k!llers, robbers and drug dealers
boy, just paint the picture
ain’t have no feelings, heart cold as december
deep down in them trenches
i’m with my n*ggas, we just chasing billions, boy, we out to get it
won’t catch me slipping, i’m on point already
boy, you better not test me
i creep up on you, gun at your belly, brains pop like confetti
these n*ggas scary, get caught in that jam
they rat ass always telling
i’m smoking tooka, poppie and k.i., can’t forget ’bout terry
don’t diss my block, we catch you out in traffic
boy, you know you buried
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