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West 14th

by Blasé Pablo & Truie Baby

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West 14th Where I threw up the block Where I sold all my rocks Where I aired out the Glock Aimed at the top And I swear we don't flop I swear we don't flop Yeah I swear we don't flop They wanna ride with us They wanna guide with us Came to the game and they fuck with us Rose up to the top And I'm never going to stop Rose up to the top And I'm never going to stop It's tense yo You don't know what I've been thru Feel the vibe coming out My number two pencil, I hence you Bring the pain menstrual Tattoo on her upper back Keith Sweat twisted up, pretzel So many things on my mind, shit rents due Get the money get respect, It's paid dues Never been one for politics way too busy sitting down Alcoholics anonymous It's preposterous, Trump or Biden 2020 I'm an alcoholic again It's game time sucker dirty scoundrel Coming from the down under Bobby Valentino I bring the thunder Do it so nice Graduation make you wonder Put your ass to sleep Lay you down to the slumber I'm coming thru, tummy growling full of hunger While you lay to rest 6 feet, down under West 14th Where I threw up the block Where I sold all my rocks Where I aired out the Glock Aimed at the top And I swear we don't flop I swear we don't flop Yeah I swear we don't flop They wanna ride with us They wanna guide with us Came to the game and they fuck with us Rose up to the top And I'm never going to stop Rose up to the top And I'm never going to stop Sliding down the block So you know I'm gone ride Posted with the gang and I got them by my side Drop a little dot so know i'm gone slide Fucked behind a church I ain't even religious They want to see all my riches They want to count all my digits My shooters leave them in ditches They got to load up extension They want to choose with the bitches I can't fuck with the snitches Started burning your bridges You got no clout in the hood You couldn't rise in the hood You wanted fame in the hood You couldn't make it You couldn't make it, yeah Truie Baby killing everything And I ain't faking, and I ain't faking Ask about me Lil bitch West 14th Where I threw up the block Where I sold all my rocks Where I aired out the Glock Aimed at the top And I swear we don't flop I swear we don't flop Yeah I swear we don't flop They wanna ride with us They wanna guide with us Came to the game and they fuck with us Rose up to the top And I'm never going to stop Rose up to the top And I'm never going to stop

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