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letra de suicide squad - block 6

[intro]
yo, one84k drops in

[chorus: cr]
opps get caught and opps get k!lled, i go on glides tryna get man k!lled
got splashed in his arm, he denies that drill, can’t talk on gang, we done make juice spill
been on your block tryna catch me a body, young boss know n-gga i don’t see straight
i told my ching that you have to do it properly, i grip on my shank tryna catch me a body
opps get caught and opps get k!lled, i go on glides tryna get man k!lled
got splashed in his arm, he denies that drill, can’t talk on gang, we done make juice spill
been on your block tryna catch me a body, young boss know n-gga i don’t see straight
i told my ching that you have to do it properly, i grip on my shank tryna catch me a body

[verse 1: jooka]
we really slap corn at kids, pick one side cause there ain’t no fencing
[?] got his head back split, lose that bangs cause it weren’t no cheffing
i shoulda just sent him h-ll, they slide to my block with no intentions
i witnessed, don’t get cheffed, who said block 6 weren’t no dentists?
ying dat yute till his heartbeat stops, twist that blade as a gruesome cheffing
we done it in broad daylight, [?] got yinged, didn’t get that message
they popped up bingo now, 22 inch, i’m drawing for the wetters can’t get nicked like brodie did, still have it tucked, don’t ask no questions
i should be in church right now, f-ck that sh-t i’m out with the steppers
with a hand ting sitting on my left, devilish thoughts from bro to the right
insight, on set, inject and twist, they don’t come outside cause they love their life
we circle the opp block once, spin that back, we’ve gotta go twice
[chorus: cr]
opps get caught and opps get k!lled, i go on glides tryna get man k!lled
got splashed in his arm, he denies that drill, can’t talk on gang, we done make juice spill
been on your block tryna catch me a body, young boss know n-gga i don’t see straight
i told my ching that you have to do it properly, i grip on my shank tryna catch me a body
opps get caught and opps get k!lled, i go on glides tryna get man k!lled
got splashed in his arm, he denies that drill, can’t talk on gang, we done make juice spill
been on your block tryna catch me a body, young boss know n-gga i don’t see straight
i told my ching that you have to do it properly, i grip on my shank tryna catch me a body

[verse 2: m6 devil]
don’t lack, don’t slip, your n-ggas are rappers, i’m really in a wash tryna hit mans wig
what you know about broad day shootings, back door movings?
got a map of the ends in my head, so when i pursue him, man won’t lose him, juice him
hands on smoke, cah you might get suited
boot him, rip man’s lungs, [?] no movie, i just link my young with the pump
dot in his hand cause something get tunned
new skin block 6 came but none of them lurking, hands on my side, you ain’t stoppin me nervous
last time that poo got bursted, the opps been hurting, none of my gang been touched, why you screaming at gang for percy?
i’m touring in the opp block, hands on the dot dot, not sawn-off, man bick it and score it
known as a well known booter, come to your block and your mums getting shoot out
n-ggas jump walls and leave their bruces, back your mate, are you dumb? are you clueless?

- block 6

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