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Screwball - The Blocks lyrics
Verse 1: (Nature) Ayo, Auxillary cops be grillin' me out patrol cars why's my chain so big with no job? remain so jig with no scars, infinite names ain't it funny how the innocent change? used to be kinda quiet, a whole different way, fake permit in my wallet until the shit expired learned to drive at age Twenty-Five, see I used to catch cabs smokin' lye while my girl fuck with mesc tabs do anything just to laugh I'll cop anything to to have rock it once, put it in a hustlers path I got signed with no rhymes wrote wrote it quick, throwin' rhymes out for free so ya'll could know my shit know my zip, 11101 pretend thug niggas own one gun bust shots and don't run late nights the police don't come and if you still don't know where I'm from... Chorus 10th street (96th and Spellman), 12th street, Vernon (Queensbridge), the pub, the hill (Long island City), the thugs (thugs everywhere) , it's real, the love (organized crime) Verse 2: (KL) Livin' life on the edge way back now I get money and stay black some find it funny, others hate that reason why the angers developed put a shell up in the chamber, let the gun smoke from the Nine I tote bassheads numbed off coke, a rib got broke police slid Yo, yo, you see what they did? alot of money to be made, now they raid the spot niggas engagin' to pop shots aimin' to drop cops the block's hot, niggas on the roofs of houses there's a thousand niggas with schemes for gettin' figures the Bridge blossoms with gossip chicks who cock suck niggas who hardly wash up and they light as paper weight I guess it's safe to say my hood's got tradition Q.B. Cobolition, |
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