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letra de block lit - lil 50

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[intro]
(no one handles a video like sensei does)
(dj on the beat, so it’s a banger)

[verse 1: lil 50]
we come through with stick huh
ice up on my wrist huh
they can’t f-ck with us, ’cause we put n-ggas on they sh-t huh
fire sh-t, i can’t f-ck with us, she like my last b-tch
i live this life lavish, ain’t nothin’ like the past tense
i know they couldn’t last it
n-ggas they be actin’, they know i get active
switch it, this b-tch blast quick
hop up on the e way, i was f-ckin’ going the fastest
so if you don’t think i’m lackin’, i up and get to blastin’
turned me to a demon, seen my brother in that casket
start sendin’ n-ggas up and that’s what turned me to a savage
glock 23, it’ll leave a n-gga [?]
[chorus: lil 50]
you can’t come no where, tryna do sh-t, n-gga it’s my sh-t
you know that you can’t mob b-tch, you ain’t tryna slide b-tch
pull up right beside ’em drop that window, let that chop spit
why you got a stick? if you ain’t tryna go and drop sh-t
ain’t droppin’ savage, then i guess you on some opp sh-t
we hop out switch on the mopstick
all 30’s on the glock b-tch
they say we got the streets on hot sh-t
when i pull up, i need a block lit

[verse 2: hotboii]
i need a block lit, 762’s, 308’s when we chop sh-t
why you actin’ gangster? you ain’t ever drop sh-t
can’t n0body come and save you once you block lit
we hop out on feet yeah, we don’t gotta drop window
[?], opp n-ggas caught up on popsicles, they be freezin’ up
swear to god, ain’t worried ’bout no b-tch, f-ck a skeaser
she know i only wanna f-ck, call her when i need her
in miami with the heat
first n-gga to play gon’ catch a tan on the beach, come on
and you know just how it be, gucci sneaks, cuban links, you came out with a z

[chorus: lil 50]
you know that you can’t mob b-tch, you ain’t tryna slide b-tch
pull up right beside ’em drop that window, let that chop spit
why you got a stick? if you ain’t tryna go and drop sh-t
ain’t droppin’ savage, then i guess you on some opp sh-t
we hop out switch on the mopstick
all 30’s on the glock b-tch
they say we got the streets on hot sh-t
when i pull up, i need a block lit

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