Lyrics:
the Phillies
Got niggas from the dirty block that play with the milly’s Fiends driving from the county to the Bottom in Philly
And you can meet by the Jawn don’t
Huh, don
Uh, look
Fuck all the opps we ain't ducking no smoke if you play around you ah get pop
I come from a block, either kill or get killed if you
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je
Yeah!
Something's wrong with me
Cuz I stuck my dick in a block of cheese
Don't remind me fool
Cuz I know my dick just ain't a tool
I've been working
tall,
My pyramid will always shine
In my colour blocks
My colour blocks
My colour blocks
Every time I try to hide
There will always be
Someone by
you hittin at me im on get back
You cant walk on my block let me get that
Take my shirt off a gun by the 6 pack
Yes i know how to move I stay with
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by
starts here
See we murder MC's every day
Motherfuckers don't play
Straight from the Bucktown side of the block
Keep your shit cocked
Like we said,
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
Just the 1 2 3
AKon
You wonder why I'm still on the block
'Cause I just can't leave it babe
'Cause that's all I know
Throw the gut away when
Two bago di Messi grr grr dja sta
Su kre podi ben confirma
Drive by cu rapa di firma
Take that risks opp block trips
Me and my propper drillers
Dia
stacks, I might just flood my wrist today
Smoke up on the loudest pack, cop a fifth of Hennessy (pull up)
I might pull up on the block (pull up) with
rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh,
money flowing
Creeping down yo block masked up with aim can't catch corona
We did a drive by in dem all black suburbans
Sipping on that lean clutching
a nigga pull up on the block
Try approach we and he gon' be dropped (Ayy)
Pistols be like that beat drop
(Ayy) drive by, he thought he wouldn't (Ayy)
Give
smokin' on Dibby
They still ain't come slide
On the block where he died
I know that hurt they prides
(Hurt they prides)
I don't wait, if they spotted
Catch
Roma the block
The boys
Roma the block
Rolling the guac, the noise
If I take her you don't got a choice
Undertaker we taking by force
No relation, but
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take a nigga ass cap
Eight/A.K., we can let the nine spray y'all
(Nine by nine) Oh I'm not real cause I pop pills?
Bring your block to my block nigga get your whole block killed
that's moved to the middle of the block
And we're at the top of the town and don't you think we're not
For we got love and happiness people envy us you see
Straight out the do' and put that product on the block, nigga
Eight, for them O's and a dollar for them balls
Eight throwin stove and some water in a pot
get it lit (lit), I get it hot (hot)
Just ask the real niggas on my block
She wanna dance (dance), well, I got the moves (moves)
I'm lookin' like
Ain't no daddies where I'm from
It's just mad mothers
And eyes that still seem
They can't look past color
Why am I disrespected by
Someone I
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