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lil moe 6blocka – ion know كلمات اغاني

[intro]
uhh, uhh, ay
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
i be out here f_ckin’ up the streets
all you weak_ass rappers, y’all be f_ckin’ up the beats
when i’m done f_ckin’, b_tch, don’t try to go to sleep
you a dirty_ass bop, you just suckin’ up the heat
ayy, we don’t need no new n_ggas, we fine
chopper hit your ass, make you fast forward and rewind
i be posted up like a street sign
i don’t know about you and your gun, but i keep mine

[verse]
i smoke n_ggas and i smoke weed
and your dead homie, smoke him like some og
ayy, i finessed him out a whole p
told his ass it was hot but it was og
ayy, used to play the six but now we play the eights
don’t ride down this block ’cause we play with dracs, b_tch
i got on vlone by thе way
and i’m smokin’ on vlone by the trey (ayy, ayy, ayy)
run up on me wrong, you diе today
and i’m bustin’ off this mid, today is not the day (ayy, ayy)
and watch how you move and what you say
we turned him to a pack, that boy smoke like 1k (ayy)
how you with it and you don’t own a gun?
yeah you ’round a lotta n_ggas, but when you die, you the only one
high speed, take ’em on a run
glock 23, i love it so much, i can’t even throw the gun (hold on)
who this car? got me watchin’ in my rearview
oh, that’s the opps, yeah i spotted ’em with a clear view
i shot him once, that boy thought he got hit with two
when those hollows spread it get hard to move
shoulda hid his 9 on his waist, now he paralyzed from the waist
now his people cryin’ at the wake ’cause it’s n_ggas dyin’ every day
n_ggas dyin’ every day, bullets flyin’ every way
shot him in this face, now he literally dead weight
[1:47] six, i had to move up the street
i keep my bl!ck, you the type to have your move up the street
just to hide the bl!cks, i got a lil’ move up the street
and she gon’ suck and f_ck me good until a n_gga go to sleep
got a drop on lil moe, i suggest you don’t pull up
i’ma have this b_tch pointed, i suggest you don’t look up
them young n_ggas pop out ’cause they hit your top, they f_ck sh_t up
we might show up at your party, f_ck your function up
didn’t they tell y’all not to f_ck with them strappers?
since he actin’ like a child, we gon’ kidnap him
i get n_ggas wrapped up, i just like rappin’
make a n_gga disappear, poof, like magic
glock hold 32, that’s magic
if i shoot the whole thing, just imagine, that’s tragic
we got a lot of glocks that’s out the d side
and if a n_gga decide to live, we gon’ have to retry, b_tch
[chorus]
i be out here f_ckin’ up the streets
all you weak_ass rappers, y’all be f_ckin’ up the beats
when i’m done f_ckin’, b_tch, don’t try to go to sleep
you a dirty_ass bop, you just suckin’ up the heat
ayy, we don’t need no new n_ggas, we fine
chopper hit your ass, make you fast forward and rewind
i be posted up like a street sign
i don’t know about you and your gun, but i keep mine

- lil moe 6blocka

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