Aye HotBlock Jmoe & MAF Teeski
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[Intro: HotBlock Jmoe]
[?]
[?] (That's too many fuckin' words)
You know?
[Pre-Chorus: HotBlock Jmoe]
Ayy
Ayy, ayy ,ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Look
[Chorus: HotBlock Jmoe]
You could stop all that dissin' in your raps like you killin' shit
I asked about you, boy, you innocent
She tryna get her name off, wants to fuck and make her famous
I just let my dogs off the leash, really couldn't tame 'em
[Verse 1: HotBlock Jmoe]
Ayy, bitch, we armed and dangerous, this gettin' outrageous
Right after I fucked, she asked me for some money, bitch, you real courageous
Rich as fuck and still ride in them hot cars
They thought they took a picture in the hood, bitch, that's the wrong block
Don't try to slide, too many sticks outside, gon' get your car stopped
Probably on frontline with two twin Dracs, yeah, that's a roadblock
.300 Blackout, yeah, a real show stopper
And we got six minutes 'fore they call the chopper in, ain't no stoppin', ayy
Jumped off the porch makin' niggas put they hands up
I know when they free Dot, I know he gon' come home tryna fan somethin'
Sorry, grandma, I can't pull my pants up
I got racks in these Amiris, your lil' young and turnt grandson
[?]
[?] (That's too many fuckin' words)
You know?
[Pre-Chorus: HotBlock Jmoe]
Ayy
Ayy, ayy ,ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Look
[Chorus: HotBlock Jmoe]
You could stop all that dissin' in your raps like you killin' shit
I asked about you, boy, you innocent
She tryna get her name off, wants to fuck and make her famous
I just let my dogs off the leash, really couldn't tame 'em
[Verse 1: HotBlock Jmoe]
Ayy, bitch, we armed and dangerous, this gettin' outrageous
Right after I fucked, she asked me for some money, bitch, you real courageous
Rich as fuck and still ride in them hot cars
They thought they took a picture in the hood, bitch, that's the wrong block
Don't try to slide, too many sticks outside, gon' get your car stopped
Probably on frontline with two twin Dracs, yeah, that's a roadblock
.300 Blackout, yeah, a real show stopper
And we got six minutes 'fore they call the chopper in, ain't no stoppin', ayy
Jumped off the porch makin' niggas put they hands up
I know when they free Dot, I know he gon' come home tryna fan somethin'
Sorry, grandma, I can't pull my pants up
I got racks in these Amiris, your lil' young and turnt grandson
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