Tan Boys - On da Block - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

25.09.2015

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[Hook: Ohla] Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down ‘Cause I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block [Verse 1: Bodega Bamz] Bitch, what? Bamz who? That ain't the tan crew Got a lot of bullets that would love to sedate you Love to erase you, get the point, number two Never throw subliminals, bricks for the minimal Never do what others do, I be posted With a bad ass bitch that'd keep me open She keep it rolling, we smoking for so long with it Keep her moaning, she tell me I'm so strong with it Got me so hypnotized, I make [?] with it Steady bang on my chest, I'm King Kong with it I be knowing what's goody and what's wrong with it If you're selling or dubbing I'm so involved with it, get low (Get low) Clean like a '64 Dollar from a nickel, attack like tic toe Bamz, young don to my side boo Crips on Crenshaw, Bloods on Piru [Hook: Ohla] Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down ‘Cause I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block [Verse 2: Bonnie B] Big mami, better grab a seat Live from the streets and my sound unique (aowee) Niggas kiss the ring and massage my feet Or spit shit, only play for keeps Niggas try and disrespect? Lay 'em down Hand in hand, serving the fiends in playgrounds What nigga? What nigga? My uncle got sixteen years, he the plug nigga Coke, Molly, Xans, weed, Bonnie B got what you need Serving juvenile, five hundred degrees Paranoia, watching feds in the [?] Pour a lil Henny for my niggas that's deceased Groupies in my ovaries, tell 'em, "Let me be" They be on some shit that you couldn't believe Nigga talk about he ain't wanna see me Only way you seeing me is if you eating me [Hook: Ohla] Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down ‘Cause I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block [Verse 3: Lil Eto] Down the road, niggas know my set I order a half a man and that's coka theft Heard niggas looking for me, get lower I guess Now I'm six hours away out in Ohla's rest My block get the cream, dollar dollar bill My boy pops is a fiend, I know how he feels Straight from the mountain bike to hopping out of wheels Was making a thousand a night, tomorrow I'ma chill Don't be fucking with your re-up Fucking with Maria That bitch gon' take you to the [?] I know, I know Mo' money, mo' murder I ain't out of [?] Likely the guy to serve ya I know, I know [Hook: Ohla] Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down ‘Cause I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block [Verse 4: Kanary Black] Them tan flags match my tan bricks Barely pay attention, if you don't talk my language Stuffing the wax papers with the dope in the Hamptons Yeah the dope cut like it need a bandage Yeah dirty money better than no money, my nigga Why you think I'm on the block with it? Work in the sock with it There's no doubt that he's a problem And my niggas from El Barrio ain't had a rock, looking like Spanish Harlem Before I got the pack I had to grip the flow All this money coming, I forget the hoes I got something for niggas if they press the bros Two bulldogs, no leash, I just let 'em go Damn, that's the overkill Some of us gotta trap, some of us gotta deal Some of us gangbang still play the field Hold the steel, not a good idea if you start the grill [Hook: Ohla] Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down Fucking with my re-up, go and grab my heater Shoot him from the feet up, lay his ass down ‘Cause I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block with it I be on the block with it, ay I be on the block
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