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{chorus: pfa leek}
Like, how many niggas done died on that block?
It’s too many niggas i cannot name
Makky, gunna, lefty died
Got put in a casket for dissin’ my gang
Like, they say leeky be talkin’ too hot
Ion care how they feel, nigga, i got my flame
She ain’t suckin’ on dick, then she get out the spot
Ion know why she slide, ion know why she came
{verse 1: pfa leek}
I’m takin’ a life if i see a 41
Jenn jenn what? we gon’ beat it for fun
We gon’ spin thru the ‘ville, see dee billz
All that dissin’, lil nigga, better have a gun
Kr keep he jackin’ he ape
We gon’ beat on his chest, if we see him i promise he’s done
Heard they link with the 6, they know how we get
Every trip we gon’ slide tryna up it and dump
If he post on that block then he dead, nigga
Throwin’ shot at the wooo and they fled, nigga
Lil —, got me tappin’ my head, nigga
Fuck sha stackzz, he got hit off the ped, nigga
Fuck day glizz, he got shot in his leg, nigga
Could’ve sent lil sy to the (?...), nigga
Richie got shot, he opened up the door
He was holdin’ his chest on the hospital bed, nigga
On them sides, on them backstreets, that’s where he creeped at
Beam on his —, lil nigga ain’t peeped that, like
In a 830, i do not seek that
Bitch from the r with the jatt, ima beat that, like
Every block get the belt and i mean that
Nay got clapped, where the fuck was his team at? like
Every block get the belt and i mean that
Nay got clapped, where the fuck was his team at? like
{chorus}
Like, how many niggas done died on that block?
It’s too many niggas i cannot name
Makky, gunna, lefty died
Got put in a casket for dissin’ my gang
Like, they say leeky be talkin’ too hot
Ion care how they feel, nigga, i got my flame
She ain’t suckin’ on dick, then she get out the spot
Ion know why she slide, ion know why she came
{verse 2: mori briscoe}
We doin’ funerals half off, tap in
If he smokin’ on lo, free casket, swish
That’s a 41, he a basket
He can’t run ‘cause my lots step and tagged him
I ain’t gon’ say too much ‘cause i did what i did and they know but they cappin’
Free mar, bro spray too much, we was floxkin to live and flickin’ on aston’s, like
We spot a tg it’s up
Only aim for the figi and up, like
We tryna make sum’ dupp’, got tired of tory and tony they runtz
In the stuy, bitch, we tryna test knocks
Folks let it off then we out to the next block
I was tight, thought we had a dead opp
Constantly droppin’ the rakes, caught a chest shot, that’s karma
For all of them niggas that play with my lots and smokin’ on lo, tell ‘em “guard up”
Bodyguard on my hip, you can’t harm us, look
Cherish your life or you’ll lose it
If not, my demons gon’ take it
Ltf, rg, pfa, ruthless, like
When we got the wave it’s a (?...)
We smokin’ tdott, mix it with the gunna
Bdot weak, shit don’t hit like studda
It’s me and leek posted up on sutter
Ask him what he jack, watch that nigga stutter
Watch niggas scatter, why he ran?
I tried to flick, but it jammed, like
Next time, no i won’t miss
Ima click ‘til he drop, then up it on they mans, like
Bitch i’m a savage i do what i want
So i clap that shit if he front
Backdoor who? bitch, i come thru the front
Won’t go in that shit if we can’t bring a gun
Like, why would i go if we can’t bring a knocking?
All the opps out to get me, i’m poppin’
Big ltf, niggas know how i’m —
Like, we in the spot, whole lotta baddies we (?...)
{chorus}
Like, how many niggas done died on that block?
It’s too many niggas i cannot name
Makky, gunna, lefty died
Got put in a casket for dissin’ my gang
Like, they say leeky be talkin’ too hot
Ion care how they feel, nigga, i got my flame
She ain’t suckin’ on dick, then she get out the spot
Ion know why she slide, ion know why she came
{chorus: pfa leek}
Like, how many niggas done died on that block?
It’s too many niggas i cannot name
Makky, gunna, lefty died
Got put in a casket for dissin’ my gang
Like, they say leeky be talkin’ too hot
Ion care how they feel, nigga, i got my flame
She ain’t suckin’ on dick, then she get out the spot
Ion know why she slide, ion know why she came
{verse 1: pfa leek}
I’m takin’ a life if i see a 41
Jenn jenn what? we gon’ beat it for fun
We gon’ spin thru the ‘ville, see dee billz
All that dissin’, lil nigga, better have a gun
Kr keep he jackin’ he ape
We gon’ beat on his chest, if we see him i promise he’s done
Heard they link with the 6, they know how we get
Every trip we gon’ slide tryna up it and dump
If he post on that block then he dead, nigga
Throwin’ shot at the wooo and they fled, nigga
Lil —, got me tappin’ my head, nigga
Fuck sha stackzz, he got hit off the ped, nigga
Fuck day glizz, he got shot in his leg, nigga
Could’ve sent lil sy to the (?...), nigga
Richie got shot, he opened up the door
He was holdin’ his chest on the hospital bed, nigga
On them sides, on them backstreets, that’s where he creeped at
Beam on his —, lil nigga ain’t peeped that, like
In a 830, i do not seek that
Bitch from the r with the jatt, ima beat that, like
Every block get the belt and i mean that
Nay got clapped, where the fuck was his team at? like
Every block get the belt and i mean that
Nay got clapped, where the fuck was his team at? like
{chorus}
Like, how many niggas done died on that block?
It’s too many niggas i cannot name
Makky, gunna, lefty died
Got put in a casket for dissin’ my gang
Like, they say leeky be talkin’ too hot
Ion care how they feel, nigga, i got my flame
She ain’t suckin’ on dick, then she get out the spot
Ion know why she slide, ion know why she came
{verse 2: mori briscoe}
We doin’ funerals half off, tap in
If he smokin’ on lo, free casket, swish
That’s a 41, he a basket
He can’t run ‘cause my lots step and tagged him
I ain’t gon’ say too much ‘cause i did what i did and they know but they cappin’
Free mar, bro spray too much, we was floxkin to live and flickin’ on aston’s, like
We spot a tg it’s up
Only aim for the figi and up, like
We tryna make sum’ dupp’, got tired of tory and tony they runtz
In the stuy, bitch, we tryna test knocks
Folks let it off then we out to the next block
I was tight, thought we had a dead opp
Constantly droppin’ the rakes, caught a chest shot, that’s karma
For all of them niggas that play with my lots and smokin’ on lo, tell ‘em “guard up”
Bodyguard on my hip, you can’t harm us, look
Cherish your life or you’ll lose it
If not, my demons gon’ take it
Ltf, rg, pfa, ruthless, like
When we got the wave it’s a (?...)
We smokin’ tdott, mix it with the gunna
Bdot weak, shit don’t hit like studda
It’s me and leek posted up on sutter
Ask him what he jack, watch that nigga stutter
Watch niggas scatter, why he ran?
I tried to flick, but it jammed, like
Next time, no i won’t miss
Ima click ‘til he drop, then up it on they mans, like
Bitch i’m a savage i do what i want
So i clap that shit if he front
Backdoor who? bitch, i come thru the front
Won’t go in that shit if we can’t bring a gun
Like, why would i go if we can’t bring a knocking?
All the opps out to get me, i’m poppin’
Big ltf, niggas know how i’m —
Like, we in the spot, whole lotta baddies we (?...)
{chorus}
Like, how many niggas done died on that block?
It’s too many niggas i cannot name
Makky, gunna, lefty died
Got put in a casket for dissin’ my gang
Like, they say leeky be talkin’ too hot
Ion care how they feel, nigga, i got my flame
She ain’t suckin’ on dick, then she get out the spot
Ion know why she slide, ion know why she came
