Lyrics:
of sleeping
For twenty-two years my mum was doing the cleaning
Dreaming that her kids would have a better life
Go in bed at night, struggling with getting by
mashes with the crazy, illest niggas in town?
Killin' willingly, who got the right to make a sound?
My sound break block, corners, avenues and drives
Who mashes with the crazy, illest niggaz in town? (I do)
Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound?
My sound break block, corners, avenues
MC's and grabbed the mic
And then I lit they ass up to keep the party on the high
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Hit me on the Motorola holla at the homie
the hardcore stare
I'm s-y-m-b-e-o-l-I-k
And if you didn't come to party then holla may-day
Ok, paint a picture stroke by stroke in ya frame
C-k flow
only son
She want me get ah job
Like I'm a lazy Bum or sumn'
I'm tryna' hit Tha Block
And make it off this Blow or sumn'
I know that ima Blow or sumn'
And get to hustlin' as hard as you could (in the ghetto)
Until your cake stackin' shit'll get good
Throw a block party for the whole hood (in the ghetto)
to hustlin' as hard as you could (in the ghetto)
Until your cake stackin' shit'll get good
Throw a block party for the whole hood (in the ghetto)
With them
And get to hustlin' as hard as you could (in the ghetto)
Until your cake stackin' shit'll get good
Throw a block party for the whole hood (in the ghetto)
myself
Yeah
A nigga eating by himself
Yeah
Eating by myself
No Dinner parties
I'm just eating by myself
Got a full plate but no one's here
Fake friends,
these fellas hating on me nah ey
Me just need a shawty for the night
Sipping on barcardi and we party everynight
Posted on the block I'm booted up I'm
Been motherfucking snowed in
But I gotta get back to creeping on my block
This shit I'm seeing got me contemplating
Rolling with a motherfucking
top notch
The cops hot had the party jumping like it's hop scotch
Set the stop watch time was running out I had to the stop and pop
I hit the block
1 pump 2 pump 3 pump 4
Tighten neon laces then we out the door
Late 80s style fashion block party what's happening
Bucket hat rope chain track suit
get shot for real
I came from nothing to summin im really a legend on block forreal
Eh
U can not walk in my shoes
See roney designer'd the kicks
pit wildin
Blew up to fast now they all wonder why
Pull up to the party all 10s by my side
Got too much drip it be leaking out the box
Send all my
he spoke on T.O., he gone by the weekend
Bad bitch in this party, shake ass and she drinking
I popped the heart, that's the X, now I'm geeking
Oh, he
living, mama twisted and they daddy gone
The hood raised em, in the streets they roam
With the stone by they nuts, waist hold the chrome
Or the stainless,
gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in
eu lamento
[2º Verso] by Gelson Nunes
Meia noite no block a relaxar com os meus brows
Com muita Rothman's, xixa, amarula
E também umas girls (yeah,
like a thottie
And I'm finna be the biggest enemy up in this party
Cause the hater gon stick around here and cock block me
I think I hear the cops
the rest
Stummy straight achin' so I get up in the kitchen
Start cuttin' veggies yeah I start fuckin' whippin'
Saving fuckin' dough grate cheese by the block
And break the windows on the block like a box of rocks
And yo the sun don't set on the noise we make
We came to blow this party up like yellow cake
Yeah maybe
check,
Me voy de rol chic’
Una party me espera toa’ mi clic’
Y la tuya no rifa,
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Así que conmigo don’t play,
Oyen mis rolas,
.png/220px-Carnage_(Marvel_Comics_character).png "Carnage")
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