Lyrics:
If you wanna play, we can play, meet my little friend
My blicky just like Chucky, that's my friend til the very end
Catch 'em on the block, make 'em
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Bleibe tief, bleibe true, so wie Corey Miller
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Bleibe
how i'm raised
Gotta keep on workin to get paid lyrics jus be flowin through my brain
Everything done changed i been feelin stuck up in my ways
I got
y'all, let's rock
Ni**as wasn't rocking with me when I needed help (naw)
Now a ni**a shining, I done did it by myself (my damn self)
I done earned my
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All day baby, all day
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood the block block, with all that shit
I'ma flood
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
Gran Finale
Yeah
Illa
Brooklyn
Yeah
I be talking that raw
From the the the block
I'm the the the king of
The the the hot
And I might cruise by in
and ready to roll
(Roll) (roll) (roll)
And there they all go
I said "[Name], go up to that third block and flip a you-turn
Lyric clips ready? (ready) (ready)"
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block
Ohh, shit, let's go
You can kiss your ass
for more lyrics I know
Steady robbin' all them lyrics I flow
I'm Sadam-ing all you niggas fo sho
You betta know I'm a true nigga, please do nigga
Betta
They tend to call me often
I don't ever answer
Cause I'm busy
I be doin' this forever
Spittin lyrics till I'm fifty
Got the pressure on my shoulders
Knock Your F**king Block Off!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!!
cnd then record it on our nokia <3
Knock Your F**king
Block my heart
My heart, My heart, My heart
Broke my heart
Broke my heart
Uh Uh
I don't want to love like this again and be locked by a keyless lock
as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor
And on the block he was called by
On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
feeling high strung
I’m feeling high strung
Block by block
We’ll rip this city to the ground
Block by block
Block by block
All night long
We’ll put their
Oh, oh, oh
It's hard times
We strugglin', tryin' to get by, tryin' to get by
Tryin' to get by, whoa, whoa
It don't stop (don't stop)
Always
The political course of an original boss
Sent by the Lord with a cross, giving you the cost
Step outside your box, get that mind unlocked
Time to stock, when you
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
lyrics by hand was not a letter
See I know what would happen
9 homies all up on the tracklist
What did you think would happen? L1K
in my league you just clutching to the fence
You Hornacek trying to block a shot by Shawn Kemp
Now that don’t make sense do it, I ain’t the villain
I
als ob ich im Kino wär
Es fiel mir nie so schwer
Ich musste die Lyrics auf den Punkt bring'n
Denn ich wollte werden wie
Biggie Smallz aus Brooklyn
Und
block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
That's
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