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No Chorus Pt 5
(专辑: Who Am I - 2016)
No Chorus, Pt. 5
nigga BlocBoy, BlocBoy Turned up to the
max, I
know my block got my back If a
nigga talking foul I'ma smack him with a
stack Your bitch in the
club dancing so I
smacked her on her ass If you try me with that fuck shit I'ma come back with the
MAC All that loud talking he doing, I
swear I
got something to silence him Infrared beam, no silencer, walk around like I'm a
scavenger Shotgun up on me, no passenger, in the
midnight, no dub vision Bitches called me ugly when I
had Levis, got fire with True linen Bitches be gold digging, looking for gold A
bitch can't get a
booger out of my nose On the
block like Boozer but balling like Rose You known for this bullshit, you know how it goes Bitches is bitches and hoes is hoes Never wife a
thot, you know they gon' go Water whipping pots up on the
stove Somebody tell 'em they plugged with they nose No I'm not that guy but when you see me bitch you see money I'm with TP Stacks, then you know we yelling free C-Money Thirty on my side, don't run on me, this bitch hold a
hundred MAC up to his back, give me that, I
need all your money Block full of hitters, pops was a
drug dealer Fuck the
police, they locked him up and took his scrilla I
looked up in the
mirror and I
see a
real nigga Still the
same nigga that won't hesitate to deal with you You say that I'm broke my nigga, how is that? Bitch I'm sticking to this paper like a
thumbtack You think that that is your nigga but really he a
rat He gon' snitch up on you if y'all get caught with that pack That pack y'all came in, you can buy whatever Try to rob me, my clip hold more rounds than Mayweather Your bitch is not faithful and she bought me a
Gucci sweater But she is worse on it, sometimes I
wish I
never met her Most of these niggas they say they gon' ride But when it's war time they sit back and hide Them be the
niggas that we're not surprised What happened to confidence, where is our pride I
ride for my niggas, I
ride for my guys If they have a
problem, I
feel like it's right Lost Simi and C-Rock 'cause C-Rock done died And Grape Street the
cemetery won't be divine My new bitch she a
mess, seen my text that I
sent my ex So lately I
been stressed but I
ain't never smoke no cigarette My mama said I'm blessed, I
finish you and still ain't got some yet If you play I
leave you wet, I
pop a
nigga like a
percocet RIP to Bo, I
just pulled up in a
Maserati JJ on the
phone, tell him that it's time to catch a
body I'm the
same nigga, still riding 'round with C-Gotti Pockets working out, sometimes I
let them hoes do pilates Kick it with your bitch, no karate (class) Nigga sneak dissing, I'ma have to (spazz) Nigga throw it back, send them hitters at his ass Now he dead, he don't really need an ambu (lance) Young nigga tryna be the
bigger (man) And stack up my dividends Walk around the
block with all of this green on me I'm feeling like Peter Pan Can't tell these niggas stop sleeping on me I
got your bitch in the
bedroom sleeping on me She wanna fuck but I
don't really even want her She wake me up like a
sunny [?] calling You not a
rack then you fuck niggas phony Say y'all is ready but y'all do not want it Tell your bitch, take it off, real strippers only Grape on my shirt like Tony, [?] If there is a
problem you will get your face fractured Couple headshots than your ass fall backwards Nigga you a
bitch and your niggas they some cowards Bet when y'all was young y'all wanted to be actors And that's what y'all is, some motherfucking actors Standing on the
block like the
neighborhood pastor Thinking you the
shit 'til your ass get clapped up [?] 'cause it really don't matter Turned up to the
max, I
know my block got my back If a
nigga talking foul I'ma smack him with a
stack Your bitch in the
club dancing so I
smacked her on her ass If you try me with that fuck shit I'ma come back with the
MAC
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