Pull up on your block, then I bleed it Got it from Mike Crook Blueface, baby Yeah aight Pull up on your block, then I bleed it Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin' I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold Where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?) Fuck a handgun, bitch, I brought a MAC in (MAC in) Gotta keep a technical in case a nigga hackin' (Hackin') Glock with a dick on my lap, I'm in traffic (Traffic) My pistol bloated, ready to unload it ('Load it) Pop up least expected, like a notice (Notice) Famous Crip, everywhere I go, people notice I started to notice, you gotta Watch the people closest (Closest) Dozin' off in this Benz 'cause I can afford not to focus Glock make 'em disappear, hocus pocus (Hocus pocus) I work too hard, bitch, I'm never lackin' (Never lackin') I tote pistols, you niggas typin' all captions (Yeah aight) I'm really poppin' You niggas need to stop cappin' (Stop cappin') Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin' I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin' I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold Where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin' I can't leave it (I can't leave it) I don't get mad, dumb nigga, I get even (I get even) You've been rappin', I just do this on the weekend (On the weekend) They don't wanna believe it, so I had to repeat it (Repeat it) They envy me, I'm MVP, this is my season Creepin' in the Jeep, turn this bitch to Jeepers Creepers (Jeepers Creepers) Treat my bitch like a pistol, no such thing as keepers These bitches throwaways, bust once, then I throw away (Yeah aight) I'm a fly Crip, baby, I don't know no other way (Scoop) Ah-ha-ha (Bop) On Schoolyard, bitch, yeah aight Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin' I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin' I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold Where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?)
Wouldnt it make more senese to say “Pull up and i mope it, niggas is weak i call yall hobbits,Breaking her back in half just like some chopsticks,Chop it down beat it up,everybody in my group is blowing up,call 911 cuz yall need help in the front,Lines i be dropping,niggas know im popping ,my bitch has a magical pussy i call it Mary poppins,just like nagasaki call me bockscar because of the heat i be droppin”
Buleface is a good thing that you are the most part in the year is going on a few of us have to go back and get some of these and we are all set up to make it a bit and more convenient and the other way to get it done in a relationship with a good time for you to do
Jesus loves you and died for you because your a sinner who’s condemned to hell accept him and repent of your sins to get to heaven He’s the only way. I hope you have a good day or morning or afternoon where ever you may be and God bless you take care
Slide pull up on yo block then I mop it then might start poppin stop all you men I’m girls medicine feel and I got plan stop playin or might start robing and you payin
Verse 1: KT Foreign] One-twenty in a Porsche, feel like FasTrak Ex bitch call my phone, I don't back track I been out here gettin' money, what you mad at? Ain't no money hangin' out, I got past that Niggas lookin' at me weird like I changed on 'em I ain't change, I just ran up my change on 'em Got fours, got money, and got a chain on 'em Had to stay in my lane, I remained foreign Nigga I don't need no friends 'cause I'm poppin' I get any bitch I want 'cause I'm confident 30 on me, wish you would 'cause I'm poppin' it Real nigga, in the pen they be lockin' in Thirty-eight, no safety, no cockin' it No shells, no L's, we just rocket ship Steady slidin' on these niggas with these hockey sticks It's either foreign or it's nothing, who you rocking with? Thirty-eight, no safety, no cockin' it No shells, no L's, we just rocket ship Steady slidin' on these niggas with these hockey sticks It's either foreign or it's nothing, who you rocking with? I was raised by tough love, I don't love shit I seen family turn on family, I don' trust shit Mini Uzi, double clip for that fuck shit For a chain, lose your life, don't touch this nigga Faouzia “RIP, Love” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified      [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Five, ten, fifteen bands in my pocket Bitch I talk shit, I don't talk on topic I don't trust you, I don't trust nobody Bitch I don't want you, I just want your body Niggas don't really want war with me That hammer with me, that throw with me My main stay home and do chores for me Just bought her a Glock, she gon' score for me Niggas really poppin', bitch we really poppin' Fifty in the clip clip, knockin' niggas really driving Bitch we really mob ties, bitch we really locked in And I'll really kill a nigga and that's on my mama I don't want no problems but I'm with the drama On my unborn kids' future baby mama Do a challenge with this Glock, that's a baby line-up And you'll catch steady shots off of one dollar [Verse 2: Nef The Pharaoh] Word around the bay I brought Vallejo back Bitch it's Nate in my wood, don't catch a heart attack I never been a Crest nigga but I'm romped out Speaking down on the chain and got slumped out One V, hightop faded like I'm Ghandi Ain't a nigga tax me, I'm wavy like Max B Dummy, still go eighteen hundred Get the fuck nigga fee, bitch run it I came down too SD and I got the plug Lil house ass nigga, you are not a real thug You were scared when they slid, bitch I seen what it was Kanye West, flashing lights when I bust, it's chain chains [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Five, ten, fifteen bands in my pocket Bitch I talk shit, I don't talk on topic I don't trust you, I don't trust nobody Bitch I don't want you, I just want your body Niggas don't really want war with me That hammer with me, that throw with me My main stay home and do chores for me Just bought her a Glock, she gon' score for me Niggas really poppin', bitch we really poppin' Fifty in the clip clip, knockin' niggas really driving Bitch we really mob ties, bitch we really locked in And I'll really kill a nigga and that's on my mama I don't want no problems but I'm with the drama On my unborn kids' future baby mama Do a challenge with this Glock, that's a baby line-up And you'll catch steady shots off of one dollar Niggas don't really want war with me My main stay home and do chores for me Five, ten, fifteen bands in my pocket Bitch I talk shit, I don't talk on topic I don't trust you, I don't trust nobody Bitch I don't want you, I just want your body Niggas don't really want war with me That hammer with me, that throw with me My main stay home and do chores for me Just bought her a Glock, she gon' score for me 4 Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? Sign up and drop some knowledge Start the song bio Ask us a question about this song Ask a question * No questions asked yet Credits Featuring Nef The Pharaoh & Yhung T.O. Produced By OniiMadeThis Written By KT Foreign, Nef The Pharaoh & Yhung T.O. Release Date April 11, 2017 Tags Rap Expand Comments Add a comment Sign Up And Drop Knowledge 🤓 Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. Sign Up Genius is the world’s biggest collection of song lyrics and musical knowledge About GeniusContributor GuidelinesPressShopAdvertiseEvent SpacePrivacy Policy LicensingJobsDevelopersCopyright PolicyContact UsSign InDo Not Sell My Personal Information VERIFIED ARTISTS ALL ARTISTS: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ#
All of that just to get owned by some lyrics i made in 5 min,that have more meaning than those verses "Pull up and i mope it, niggas is weak i call yall hobbits, Breaking her back in half just like some chopsticks, Chop it down beat it up, everybody in my group is blowing up, call 911 cuz yall need help in the front,Lines i be dropping, niggas know im popping, my bitch has a magical pussy i call it Mary poppins, just like nagasaki call me Boockscars because of the heat i be droppin,im not mixin lean and codeine,ive been addicted to this rap shit like nicotine,Glock 20s and 18s,with Ferrari F40s,yall niggas is pushin forty,weak knees the slim shady LP,i got niggas In the scope ,call and check the Aftermath damaGE,GG UNIT with the Automatic gun fire,7,62 and its better than yall liars
Nỗi buồn anh ở chỗ nào đó đông người chứ không phải nơi lạnh lẽo cô đơn Điều thuốc đang cháy rồi cũng tàn bờ môi cũng đã khô hơn Tia chớp ngang qua anh nhìn và chớp mắt Như cái cách em xa anh thấy gần như chớp mắt Và cơn mưa bên đường như là nỗi buồn nước mắt anh rơi Sống cùng em một ngày anh nghĩ cũng thấy thẳn thơi Bia trên bàn đang đợi anh uống hẳn 1 hơi Và những ngày buồn ấy anh chỉ ngắm nhìn màn đêm vơi
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it Guy that Mike Crook Blueface, baby Yeah, aight Pull up on your block, then I bleed it Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?) Fuck a handgun, bitch, I brought a MAC in (MAC in) Gotta keep a technical in case a nigga hackin' (hackin') Glock with a dick on my lap, I'm in traffic (traffic) My pistol bloated, ready to unload it ('load it) Pop up least expected, like a notice (notice) Famous Crip, everywhere I go, people notice I started to notice, you gotta watch the people closest (closest) Dozin' off in this Benz 'cause I can afford not to focus Glock make 'em disappear, hocus pocus (hocus pocus) I work too hard, bitch, I'm never lackin' (never lackin') I tote pistols, you niggas type in all captions (yeah, aight) I really pop it, you niggas need to stop cappin' (stop the cappin') Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) I don't get mad, dumb nigga, I get even (I get even) You been rappin', I just do this on the weekend (on the weekend) They don't wanna believe it, so I had to repeat it (repeat it) They envy me, I'm MVP, this is my season Creepin' in the Jeep, turn this bitch to Jeepers Creepers (Jeepers Creepers) Treat my bitch like a pistol, no such thing as keepers These bitches throwaways, bust once, then I throw away (yeah, aight) I'm a fly Crip, baby, I don't know no other way (true) Ah-ha-ha On Schoolyard, bitch, yeah, aight Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?) Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it) Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it) Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin') Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Chorus: Commiendome montones de uchepos muy Pronto sere Gordo Como El unico Don cheto. Arriba de mis uchepos les pongo salsa y crema, toda la comida, esta muy buena. Despues de Comer tanto muy Gordo me puse, tube que Bajar de peso y ya no Comer ruffles. Porque Sabia que comiendote esas cosas, solo El peso se te sube. Freestyle rap: Por un mes entero tube la misma rutina completaba mi ejercisio, y me metia a la pisina.corria bien mucho Como Los ninos en receso, para adelante,y luego de regreso. Repeat chorus 2x. Despues de tanto uchepo empeze a Comer taquitoa, pero me queje que eataban muy Chiquitos. Despues de Comer tanto, de Nuevo empeze engordar, a mi Vieja rutina, tube que regresar. Repeat chorus 2x.
0:18 Ever heard of a child aged two Goes trough shit like ive been too Nigga chill i am cool Dont do drugs only do boozzz Starring to ma door frame Feeling any kind of pain All the Gang members came Want to shoot me in ma brain Snatched up and strapped up Bust it down thats messed up Dont pull up on my block Cuz u are getting shot I was thaught to be a savage Im Gonna make a rampage Its kill or be killed i manneged All my fake friends i ravage All my niggas got the guts U dont shoot u getting shot Im not doing this for fun Got ma strap got my gun Wanna fight me? Ohh its on My bars fire like the sun Call ma niggas then ur done Kill u on ma fucking lawn
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came here to see if i can freestyle better than smokepurpp
same
BRUH SAME
SAME BRU😂
sammmmmeeeee
Same
0:18
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Artist here 💯💯💯
this beat hypnotic, put you in a trance
I came here just bc i liked the beat and ended up freestyling for 2 min
Ya, I can't stop coming back free styling on this
I made my own Spanish tap with it In 16 mins
We all know we came to freestyle 👍
Foreaal 💯
nobody can find the other sound thats what give the beat that groove
Passo Edits exactly
That vocal too
Yea aight
Bro i was doing freestyle to this
@Storm_Supreme i’m dead🤣
You not the only one
Same
lmao same
That beat fire asf
Cant unhear "yeah ightt"
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it
Got it from Mike Crook
Blueface, baby
Yeah aight
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin',
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me poured, but this TEC got him leanin'
(Got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meetin'?
(Where's the meetin'?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin'
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me poured, but this
TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold
Where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?)
Fuck a handgun, bitch, I brought a MAC in (MAC in)
Gotta keep a technical in case a nigga hackin' (Hackin')
Glock with a dick on my lap, I'm in traffic (Traffic)
My pistol bloated, ready to unload it ('Load it)
Pop up least expected, like a notice (Notice)
Famous Crip, everywhere I go, people notice
I started to notice, you gotta
Watch the people closest (Closest)
Dozin' off in this Benz 'cause I can afford not to focus
Glock make 'em disappear, hocus pocus (Hocus pocus)
I work too hard, bitch, I'm never lackin' (Never lackin')
I tote pistols, you niggas typin' all captions (Yeah aight)
I'm really poppin'
You niggas need to stop cappin' (Stop cappin')
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin'
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me poured, but this
TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meetin'?
(Where's the meetin'?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin'
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me poured, but this
TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold
Where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin'
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
I don't get mad, dumb nigga, I get even (I get even)
You've been rappin', I just do this on the weekend (On the weekend)
They don't wanna believe it, so I had to repeat it (Repeat it)
They envy me, I'm MVP, this is my season
Creepin' in the Jeep, turn this bitch to Jeepers Creepers
(Jeepers Creepers)
Treat my bitch like a pistol, no such thing as keepers
These bitches throwaways, bust once, then I throw away
(Yeah aight)
I'm a fly Crip, baby, I don't know no other way (Scoop)
Ah-ha-ha (Bop)
On Schoolyard, bitch, yeah aight
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin'
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me poured, but this
TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meetin'?
(Where's the meetin'?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (Bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin'
I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me poured, but this
TEC got him leanin' (Got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold
Where's the meetin'? (Where's the meetin'?)
bruh
Do yo own lyrics 😂
1:23 da lambo bro
Pull up in yo block then i mope it
(SLIP)
My back snap in half like breaking chopsticks
🤨
Wouldnt it make more senese to say
“Pull up and i mope it, niggas is weak i call yall hobbits,Breaking her back in half just like some chopsticks,Chop it down beat it up,everybody in my group is blowing up,call 911 cuz yall need help in the front,Lines i be dropping,niggas know im popping ,my bitch has a magical pussy i call it Mary poppins,just like nagasaki call me bockscar because of the heat i be droppin”
Pull up to McDonald’s and I buy it (eat it) if I drop sum I can’t leave it
This sound almost the same as ddg 13 song
I’m 1 million percent sure that’s what they were going for
rip DDG, ft dissgod
Buleface is a good thing that you are the most part in the year is going on a few of us have to go back and get some of these and we are all set up to make it a bit and more convenient and the other way to get it done in a relationship with a good time for you to do
Jesus loves you and died for you because your a sinner who’s condemned to hell accept him and repent of your sins to get to heaven He’s the only way. I hope you have a good day or morning or afternoon where ever you may be and God bless you take care
Turn to Allah
0:00
Slide pull up on yo block then I mop it then might start poppin stop all you men I’m girls medicine feel and I got plan stop playin or might start robing and you payin
Verse 1: KT Foreign]
One-twenty in a Porsche, feel like FasTrak
Ex bitch call my phone, I don't back track
I been out here gettin' money, what you mad at?
Ain't no money hangin' out, I got past that
Niggas lookin' at me weird like I changed on 'em
I ain't change, I just ran up my change on 'em
Got fours, got money, and got a chain on 'em
Had to stay in my lane, I remained foreign
Nigga I don't need no friends 'cause I'm poppin'
I get any bitch I want 'cause I'm confident
30 on me, wish you would 'cause I'm poppin' it
Real nigga, in the pen they be lockin' in
Thirty-eight, no safety, no cockin' it
No shells, no L's, we just rocket ship
Steady slidin' on these niggas with these hockey sticks
It's either foreign or it's nothing, who you rocking with?
Thirty-eight, no safety, no cockin' it
No shells, no L's, we just rocket ship
Steady slidin' on these niggas with these hockey sticks
It's either foreign or it's nothing, who you rocking with?
I was raised by tough love, I don't love shit
I seen family turn on family, I don' trust shit
Mini Uzi, double clip for that fuck shit
For a chain, lose your life, don't touch this nigga
Faouzia “RIP, Love” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified





[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Five, ten, fifteen bands in my pocket
Bitch I talk shit, I don't talk on topic
I don't trust you, I don't trust nobody
Bitch I don't want you, I just want your body
Niggas don't really want war with me
That hammer with me, that throw with me
My main stay home and do chores for me
Just bought her a Glock, she gon' score for me
Niggas really poppin', bitch we really poppin'
Fifty in the clip clip, knockin' niggas really driving
Bitch we really mob ties, bitch we really locked in
And I'll really kill a nigga and that's on my mama
I don't want no problems but I'm with the drama
On my unborn kids' future baby mama
Do a challenge with this Glock, that's a baby line-up
And you'll catch steady shots off of one dollar
[Verse 2: Nef The Pharaoh]
Word around the bay I brought Vallejo back
Bitch it's Nate in my wood, don't catch a heart attack
I never been a Crest nigga but I'm romped out
Speaking down on the chain and got slumped out
One V, hightop faded like I'm Ghandi
Ain't a nigga tax me, I'm wavy like Max B
Dummy, still go eighteen hundred
Get the fuck nigga fee, bitch run it
I came down too SD and I got the plug
Lil house ass nigga, you are not a real thug
You were scared when they slid, bitch I seen what it was
Kanye West, flashing lights when I bust, it's chain chains
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Five, ten, fifteen bands in my pocket
Bitch I talk shit, I don't talk on topic
I don't trust you, I don't trust nobody
Bitch I don't want you, I just want your body
Niggas don't really want war with me
That hammer with me, that throw with me
My main stay home and do chores for me
Just bought her a Glock, she gon' score for me
Niggas really poppin', bitch we really poppin'
Fifty in the clip clip, knockin' niggas really driving
Bitch we really mob ties, bitch we really locked in
And I'll really kill a nigga and that's on my mama
I don't want no problems but I'm with the drama
On my unborn kids' future baby mama
Do a challenge with this Glock, that's a baby line-up
And you'll catch steady shots off of one dollar
Niggas don't really want war with me
My main stay home and do chores for me
Five, ten, fifteen bands in my pocket
Bitch I talk shit, I don't talk on topic
I don't trust you, I don't trust nobody
Bitch I don't want you, I just want your body
Niggas don't really want war with me
That hammer with me, that throw with me
My main stay home and do chores for me
Just bought her a Glock, she gon' score for me
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Nef The Pharaoh & Yhung T.O.
Produced By
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Written By
KT Foreign, Nef The Pharaoh & Yhung T.O.
Release Date
April 11, 2017
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All of that just to get owned by some lyrics i made in 5 min,that have more meaning than those verses
"Pull up and i mope it, niggas is weak i call yall hobbits, Breaking her back in half just like some chopsticks, Chop it down beat it up, everybody in my group is blowing up, call 911 cuz yall need help in the front,Lines i be dropping, niggas know im popping, my bitch has a magical pussy i call it Mary
poppins, just like nagasaki call me Boockscars because of the heat i be droppin,im not mixin lean and codeine,ive been addicted to this rap shit like nicotine,Glock 20s and 18s,with Ferrari F40s,yall niggas is pushin forty,weak knees the slim shady LP,i got niggas In the scope ,call and check the Aftermath damaGE,GG UNIT with the Automatic gun fire,7,62 and its better than yall liars
kid rock
anyone know what that “yeah” sound is
Added Sound Effect
Fr that shit so hard👀
Can I use this beat and give credit?
Yes
no
Nỗi buồn anh ở chỗ nào đó đông người chứ không phải nơi lạnh lẽo cô đơn
Điều thuốc đang cháy rồi cũng tàn bờ môi cũng đã khô hơn
Tia chớp ngang qua anh nhìn và chớp mắt
Như cái cách em xa anh thấy gần như chớp mắt
Và cơn mưa bên đường như là nỗi buồn nước mắt anh rơi
Sống cùng em một ngày anh nghĩ cũng thấy thẳn thơi
Bia trên bàn đang đợi anh uống hẳn 1 hơi
Và những ngày buồn ấy anh chỉ ngắm nhìn màn đêm vơi
vcl lấy beat gangsta làm rap love :v chịu ông rồi
Vcl tui viết beat hút cừn quá lười chuyển ghi tạm
@@anhphi3025
Nle choppa final warning
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it
Guy that Mike Crook
Blueface, baby
Yeah, aight
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Fuck a handgun, bitch, I brought a MAC in (MAC in)
Gotta keep a technical in case a nigga hackin' (hackin')
Glock with a dick on my lap, I'm in traffic (traffic)
My pistol bloated, ready to unload it ('load it)
Pop up least expected, like a notice (notice)
Famous Crip, everywhere I go, people notice
I started to notice, you gotta watch the people closest (closest)
Dozin' off in this Benz 'cause I can afford not to focus
Glock make 'em disappear, hocus pocus (hocus pocus)
I work too hard, bitch, I'm never lackin' (never lackin')
I tote pistols, you niggas type in all captions (yeah, aight)
I really pop it, you niggas need to stop cappin' (stop the cappin')
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
I don't get mad, dumb nigga, I get even (I get even)
You been rappin', I just do this on the weekend (on the weekend)
They don't wanna believe it, so I had to repeat it (repeat it)
They envy me, I'm MVP, this is my season
Creepin' in the Jeep, turn this bitch to Jeepers Creepers (Jeepers Creepers)
Treat my bitch like a pistol, no such thing as keepers
These bitches throwaways, bust once, then I throw away (yeah, aight)
I'm a fly Crip, baby, I don't know no other way (true)
Ah-ha-ha
On Schoolyard, bitch, yeah, aight
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
18
scooby doo mystery incorporated type beat
eh i just like the beat tbh
Chorus: Commiendome montones de uchepos muy Pronto sere Gordo Como El unico Don cheto. Arriba de mis uchepos les pongo salsa y crema, toda la comida, esta muy buena. Despues de Comer tanto muy Gordo me puse, tube que Bajar de peso y ya no Comer ruffles. Porque Sabia que comiendote esas cosas, solo El peso se te sube. Freestyle rap: Por un mes entero tube la misma rutina completaba mi ejercisio, y me metia a la pisina.corria bien mucho Como Los ninos en receso, para adelante,y luego de regreso. Repeat chorus 2x. Despues de tanto uchepo empeze a Comer taquitoa, pero me queje que eataban muy Chiquitos. Despues de Comer tanto, de Nuevo empeze engordar, a mi Vieja rutina, tube que regresar. Repeat chorus 2x.
U get money im inna house all day right? Im scare right ? Okay
markiplier uno
minecraft roleplay
gramei da empresa
mariah carey
thinknoodles
michael reeves
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Ever heard of a child aged two
Goes trough shit like ive been too
Nigga chill i am cool
Dont do drugs only do boozzz
Starring to ma door frame
Feeling any kind of pain
All the Gang members came
Want to shoot me in ma brain
Snatched up and strapped up
Bust it down thats messed up
Dont pull up on my block
Cuz u are getting shot
I was thaught to be a savage
Im Gonna make a rampage
Its kill or be killed
i manneged
All my fake friends i ravage
All my niggas got the guts
U dont shoot u getting shot
Im not doing this for fun
Got ma strap got my gun
Wanna fight me?
Ohh its on
My bars fire like the sun
Call ma niggas then ur done
Kill u on ma fucking lawn
Fire
joyner lucas
Here to ruin bc the comments is at 69🙄
😐
she call me da- wrong song
BAHAHAHAHAA
uso libre??
no
No
Insanely good instrumental, but just terrible lyrics.
ur name is just terrible
I don’t know, I kinda like the song
But I like the song🤨😊
Pravi Mozak someone upset that they don’t have the same opinion as you.
Give him some credit
They wasted this beat on blueface
Free Cdai
Nothing special about this beat. He practically stole it from Yo Gotti -Act right.
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