Block lifee (feat. K3frmda4)
Harlem trapp
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I know a lot of niggas in the Street they got some doubt in me I remember getting off the bus to My grandma collard greens I told her I'll make it and make Sure my momma proud of me I Know she up in heaven or she Right here on beside of me I'm sorry momma but your son Was really raised by the streets Where niggas will dap you up, Stab your back and they'll play it Creep Probably why a nigga always out Here clutching on the heat Nigga play with me best believe He going underneath Got it out the mud and yeah I got it Out the dirt too I can't f*ck with Niggas who Ain't out here trying to chase some Loot My bitch she even on some Money shit yeah we the money Crew We hit your block with double d Titties yeah we coming through And I can't vibe with niggas who Be round me & don't sip on juice I need a double Duce, I need a Double cup I'm sipping fools I like to drink on niggas but I'll Rather fucking pop a dude Pop his ass like a 10 show him What the Perky do And if we miss your block we Circle back just like a hula hoop I pop up at your door but nigga we Ain't playing peek a boo This Glock got a sight nigga it's Just trying to peek at you If you ain't talking money then I Can't speak to you You better have what you owe Me because I got a Pikachu It peek at you we playing hide & Seek & then it peek a boo We creep up on him put him in The grass that's how we sleep a Fool No dirty money let the crackers Know I'm really selling shoes I keep it on me because a nigga Try Me I'ma buss a fool My brother caught an opp and He Had called me I said fasho It's TTG the way I was trained to Smack you with da pistol Got some niggas who'll spin Your block & they don't even Need a rental They hopping out with Glocks And chops to flip a nigga mental You play with me you better Have Go-fund me and some tissue PAPER You niggas ain't getting no Money and y'all out here being Haters Yeah these niggas they be haters They just mad that we be Shinning They just mad because we be Flexing We be quick to show them Diamonds We ain't nun like the opps we'll Rob you out your fucking robins I'm the one who got them bowls For the low come make some Profit If nigga try to take it I'ma hit Him with that rocket I'ma blow his ass off I'ma Make his ass pop it Ion really give a f*ck I'll pop you With my pocket rocket I'ma monkey ass nigga I'll fold You like a wallet Don't be playing games with me I'll take your pole right out your Pocket You the problem I'ma solver Money sticks gon rip your body AK screaming like a toddler & lil k3 got the shotty He be quick to blow yo nogin Alligators out in Harlem and Them sharks straight in the bottom Nigga
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