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letra de o block - sugarhill keem

[chorus]
grrah
(ay, 2300 beats goin’ crazy)
b-tch, don’t move-look, look
b-tch, don’t move-look, look, d-mn
b-tch, don’t move-look, nah, d-mn
b-tch, don’t move-look, look, look

[verse 1]
she kick up her feet like soccer
word to my mother, this b-tch is a baba
i cannot cuff for no thotta’
i’m from the ‘hill, and we totin’ ’em knockas
look, she wanna shake it like nay sh-t
know i’m not a makk but i get it and take it
ek my brother, you know that he sanctioned
look
grrah, grrah

[verse 2]
spin through the sev’ and i’m looking for jayo
bad lil’ b-tch and she do what i say so
look, say you gon’ what? (what)
say you gon’—
say you gon’ what?
say you gon’ shoot, lil’ n-gga you dumb? (uh-huh)
n-gga, we got all the guns
the o’s in the spot so you better run
[chorus]
like, look
b-tch, don’t move-look, look, look
b-tch, don’t move-look, look
b-tch, don’t move-look, look, d-mn
b-tch, don’t move-look (huh, b-tch)

[verse 3]
free quan, he got booked with them knocks
told bro, “yeah, he be movin’ too hot”
two chops, yeah we gon’ spin on they block (grrah, grrah)
i see a opp, he get beat out his socks (grrah, grrah boom)
n-ggas is really is kids
who did y’all touch? y’all n-ggas is weird (y’all n-ggas in weird)
call the ooters, yeah we comin’ in (comin’ in)
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t care ’bout no b-tch (uh-huh)
look, she wanna f-ck ’cause i’m lit (’cause i’m lit)
yeah, i’m the o, i be runnin’ the strip (the strip)
i see a opp and it’s lit
hop out the whip and i’m lettin’ off six (uh-huh, uh-huh)
y’all n-ggas is goofy and kids
i don’t wanna talk, and it is what it is (it is what it is)
y’all shot me, y’all n-ggas is missed
watch when i come, i’ma air out the strip (facts)

[verse 4]
she don’t wanna talk on the action (uh, action)
call the ooters, them n-ggas gon’ blast you (gon’ blast you)
if he jack drilly, lil’ n-gga i’ll smack you (smack)
new pack, stupid lil’ n-gga now we laughin’ (uh-huh, uh-huh)
i see a opp and i aim out the whip (the whip)
f-ck that i’m just keep it low, sh-t, d-mn (uh-huh)
d-mn (all black, all black)
(ay, 2300 beats goin’ crazy)
p-ssy lil’ n-gga, you dumb
like, see me you better have ya gun
don’t run, don’t run, don’t trip, don’t trip (don’t trip, like)
and this sh-t got a kick (uh-huh)
like, smokin’ on, shh, not gon’ say sh-t
like, look, y’all know what it is (uh-huh)
[outro]
d-mn, like, o block, o block
grrah, grrah grrah boom
don’t trip, don’t trip
like

- sugarhill keem

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