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letra de blixky - nas blixky

[intro: nas bl!cky]
bien benito
glitttt, gang gang
tr 260
y’all n-ggas know how we rockin
b-block topopp ys
y’all been waiting for this
this twirlin sh-t don’t stop n-gga, flock n-gga
rip the guys
free the gang 16

[chorus: 22gz]
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
pull up on ’em in the d-mn renty
windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me
hit that n-gga cause he ran ricky
extended clip up in that d-mn glizzy
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
pull up on ’em in the d-mn renty
windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me
hit that n-gga cause he ran ricky
extended clip up in the d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn glizzy
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn glizzy
[verse 1: 22gz]
switchin’ lanes, i had to speed it up
in them spots, you know wе clean ’em up
1-on-1’s, they nеver d’in’ up
f-ck them n-ggas, they ain’t keepin’ up
i shoot like crawford, when i catch coffins, finish ’em, finish al horford
ain’t no resp-wnin’, spin early mornin’, gang get the blam ain’t no warnin’
cop it f-ck costings, spin thru, no caution, call up ray bandz and he tossin’
shooters from boston, run up, we off it, tweak wit’ the gang, that’s distortion
run up on ’em, put the gun up on ’em, told the p-ssy n-gga, put his hands up
black mag and the black flag in your city jumpin’ out them d-mn trucks
spinnin’ blocks up in that phantom, man down, i’m duckin’ cameras
know they watchin’, gotta’ keep the bl!cky, these civilians never understand nothin’
my n-ggas reckless, post up on bedford, ys gon’ shoot like the raptors
take off that necklace, henny the beverage, you could get wiped off the checklist
talkin’ that check-sh-t, but you want credits, call up mo-money, he stretch it
40 the weapon, kick it like messi, took her down for them lessons
know this twirlin’ sh-t don’t stop n-gga, free them flock n-ggas, gotta’ watch n-ggas
big bro shootin’ till he drop n-gga, see a opp n-gga, up the chop n-gga

[chorus 22gz
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
pull up on ’em in the d-mn renty
windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me
hit that n-gga cause he ran ricky
extended clip up in that d-mn glizzy
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
pull up on ’em in the d-mn renty
windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me
hit that n-gga cause he ran ricky
extended clip up in the d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn glizzy
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn glizzy
[verse 2: nas bl!cky]
glittttt, now i’m back and i’m lethal
how y’all n-ggas want war and y’all still miss free-throws?
and i ball like d. rose
take shots to ya’ face, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout face-opp
young god, you ain’t do a n-gga dirty?
yeah, i roll through your block wit’ a .30, smoke gas, now you lookin’ like pookie
3 bands hit a l!ck, yeah i’m gucci
b-block be the gang, yeah you heard me
top opp, got a .30, go crazy
free my nola n-ggas off the island
free r-ry, big bro was wildin’
do a hit in bape, yeah i’m stylin’
n-ggas like 1-6 feet wildin’
yeah, i trap and finesse
them .40s gon’ hit you and blow through your chest
smoke dope like a ‘ref
n-ggas really want war but i blow at ya’ chest
man, i ball like kd
and these n-ggas trynna’ front, but these n-ggas can’t hold me
30 shot like curry
22 wit’ the mop and that sh-t real curvy

[chorus: 22gz]
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
pull up on ’em in the d-mn renty
windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me
hit that n-gga cause he ran ricky
extended clip up in that d-mn glizzy
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
pull up on ’em in the d-mn renty
windows down, you could get faded quickly, call my block-boys, they gon’ blam wit’ me
hit that n-gga cause he ran ricky
extended clip up in the d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn glizzy
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
[verse 3: niikosuav]
go nowhere without this d-mn bl!cky
and i’m off the henny, got me so trippy
doin’ hits out the s550, crushin’ dot, yeah he so sticky
smokin’ pook, yeah he f-ckin’ wit’ me
but these n-ggas not f-ckin’ wit’ me
smokin’ dope wit’ a f-ckin’ glizzy
run up on me, you gon’ get the 50
leave the crib, gon’ come back wit’ hunnits’, n-gga, i could turn nothin’ to somethin’
n-gga, i could turn nothin’ to stuntin’
he got his hand in his shirt but he bluffin’
12 shots, yeah you know, i keep a dozen
22 got the glock, he be dumpin’
16 shootin’ 3s, he be buggin’
add it up, 50 shots at his m-ffin’
yeah, 2-6-0 not for nothin’
kick a work, stop frontin’
f-ckin’ b-tches and they cousin

- nas blixky

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