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Gotta hit the block, Cocaine in my socks,
The grind don't stop, headed to the top,
Say you got that work? Ohhh brother please stop,
You never did no dirt dummy, you a prop,
The only thing you bagged, was in a fucking shop,
Trust me you don't wanna see me as a opp,
Sweeper cleans you like a janitor, I call it mop,
Got machines on my arms operating, RoboCop,
In the field I cut these cunts up like they're crops,
I'm the one playing cat & mouse with the cops,
Grinding like a Mule, Liam Neeson, Non-Stop,
I'm going Eastwood with the good-good-goodies,
Got that Grade A for your boogie, no hoodie,
I'm always taking risks for the numbers like a bookie,
Short bitch, give it up for a bag, Snookie,
Let the razor hit, watch it crumble like a cookie
...Aye my brother,
Aye my brother, that shit's too pure cuz,
You gotta jump that shit, add some Creatine in there or something,
Jump that shit lan...
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks
...You should know, I can work magic with a ball,
Fuck a small profit, jump it, I want it all,
You should know I can work magic with a 8 Ball,
Fuck a small profit lan, jump it, I want it all...
Gotta clean my fingernails when I'm done bagging up,
Hit the road with this Spanish mami, lad she bad as fuck,
Sippin on some slow-motion, Pain-Stop, double-cup,
Hit the plug up, I need more weight, I doubled up,
I'm the top boy, top shotta, you the runner up,
Got them block boys, with them hot toys, they run-a-muck,
The pump make your heart skip and jump like it's Double Dutch,
Roll through, bust 'em up, speed off, double-clutch,
My boys making names for themselves, self-made,
Got the fame, put the frame on the shelf, well-played,
Feeling like Drake, when I did my first rip,
Nothing Was The Same when I seen my first brick,
Charge it to the game when I hit you with that stick,
I'm a lion untamed, you'll get chewed up real quick,
Got them point fives two-hunj, one gram's three-fifty,
Nervous when you're tryna get on, please don't make me iffy,
UGHH
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks
Young blade runner, keep it hot like the Summer,
Nine bang like a drummer, call me young gunner,
Five-Star like Stunna, like Young Thugga,
I'm a bad-bad-bad, I'm a bad motherfucker,
Always on the road doing runs like a trucker,
Go passed the flats and stash away my glocks,
Finishing weighing up then put the rocks in my socks,
We put that O-T cuzzy something like a clock,
We hustle non-stop and never talking to the cops,
If you looking for the rip, trust me brother you'll get chopped,
Let the junkie flops know, this is not a hock-shop,
No tick, no freebies or no fucking swaps,
Bagging up the dots lan, bagging up the dots,
Point by point cuzzy weighing up our stocks,
The block is always hot so we hide it in our socks,
Rocks in the socks, socks in the Nike Shoes,
HAAAH
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks,
Bag it up got rocks, bag it up got rocks,
Gotta hit the block, cocaine in my socks
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