Look [Officia]
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And when it come down to Block everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look and when it fall in the Spot everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look So I’m as well get some, look out! watch me! Get some, look out, ohh! So I get some, look out, ohh Get some, look out! Say what straight back like cornrows I’m ‘bout to slam carter I don’t slam that no more Only words I’m tryin’ to buy it’s Cornell's I’m bout to smoke more rolls Everybody gonna be here tomorrow In the same spot, with a different bitch Pulling up, moving low in a different whip Worry ‘bout me so PAC kFC If I walked in the club, all eyes on me If I leave with your bitch all eyes on me And and when it come back to Block everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look And when the fall in the Spot everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look So I’m as well get some, look out! watch me! Get some, look out, ohh! So I get some, look out, ohh Get some, look out! And that’s it, keep the walls like this Slam in big forque and the drolls no kids Watch with the work, I’m living up my bitch Neither for all my blab la boy We ride ride boy Your money looking funny, ha ha ha ha boy Is that young fly fully, got account LA’s best I’m running like an option Play no game like the Mothercking locked out season Run up one roll in this knock out season The hood been the can’t get more belly And we bout fresh, I can’t get my doggy And when it come back to Block everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look And when the fall in the Spot everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look So I’m as well get some, look out! watch me! Get some, look out, ohh! So I get some, look out, ohh Get some, look out! F*ck you mean, I ain’t payed in traffic Drop top no shade Memorial day dollars never late My son son gone' be straight, off this cake I make you ain’t half the man as me F*ck you mean last king money Teen bitches scheme hotter than The titties last time She don’t work for me wrist game All they say we talk about is currency Nigga you would too, if you had as half as me Auggh baller, athlete (Pop pop) a rapper now a nigga after me Gun smoke, laughter, good fellow crime scene Watch how your little big homie Get it cracking when I And when it come back to Block everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look And when the fall in the Spot everybody gonna look Everybody gonna look So I’m as well get some, look out! watch me! Get some, look out, ohh! So I get some, look out, ohh Get some, look out!
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Written by: AARON LEWIS, CORNELL HAYNES, DONTE BLACKSHER, JASON MARTIN, JAY NARI, MARQUISE SIMMS, MICHAEL STEVENSON, REGIS BELL, TONY STOREY
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