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lil quantum - block tales كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(ayy, we ridin’ out)
slatt, slatt, woo
pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up (baow, baow, talk to ’em)

[chorus]
don’t f_ck with me thinkin’ i’m soft just ‘cause i’m small, b_tch, i’ll spray your hall (baow, baow)
my phone blowin’ up, thinkin’ i’m chillin’ with a ho, nah, i’m block spinnin’ all (skrrt, skrrt)
i low_key laugh at these n_ggas, they sing my sh_t ‘cause i finessed they girl (haha, grraow)
i’m gon’ get rich or die slimin’, lil’ n_gga, this game ain’t for the weak (nah)
tell yo’ ass come catch your b_tch, she dumb as h_ll, bald head, can’t even speak (baow)
you step in this trap, that’s your grave, hard head, kss, kss, we eat (slatt, slatt)
try playin’ with ghosts, that’s your fate, n_gga, keep diggin’, you’ll never leave (woo)

[verse]
i ain’t gon’ front, i’m wild but low_key, most my days i just be chillin’ (uh, uh)
y’all lil’ n_ggas soft, can’t handle the fire, get the f_ck out the kitchen (get out, get out)
hop out the whip just to pop his ass, some of these b_tches ain’t worth k!llin’ (baow, baow)
sick of payin’ for gas, these blocks dry as h_ll, we just spinnin’ (skrrt, skrrt)
hit two b_tches back_to_back, lacey and stacy, almost forgot i slid ‘em (ha_ha)
voices in my head wildin’ out, too many haters, sh_t p_ssin’ me off (grraow)
on the jail call, rappy tellin’ stay safe, i nod but keep my glock tucked (uh_uh)
my shorty hate when i ghost out the crib, my bro say stop poppin’ them pills (nah)
i’m talkin’ money, racks, and choppers, if it ain’t that, don’t even talk (baow)
lil’ slimy n_gga, p_ss in a bottle, call it beer, dumb ass can’t even walk (haha)
i like seein’ n_ggas hit dirt, i don’t care if they fear me or not (woo)
talk all that sh_t, i’m the one bringin’ the smoke, put that opp in the spot (baow, baow)
you run fast? i chase harder, lil’ n_gga, bring yo’ ass to me (grraow)
slatt, don’t lack, alarm goes off, you snooze, permanent nap, baby (slatt, slatt)
pop one of these, feelin’ like me, got that sh_t gon’ make you relapse (baow)
don’t ask how i know your hoe, boy, that’s old news, we go way back (back, back)
i been sleepin’ off xans, ain’t tryna eat sh_t, just stack these racks (stack, stack)
drive like you smart, or get hit, we ridin’ with sh_t, i ain’t gettin’ clapped (baow)
i’m lil’ but lethal, don’t duck, i take his pipe just ‘cause i ain’t feelin’ that (ha_ha)
he mad ‘bout a hoe i already slid, told his ass, “take her, that’s a fact” (grraow)
jumped off the porch, he hit the dirt too quick, no lookin’ back (baow, baow)
pass me the ball? i dunk on they ass, lil’ n_gga, no cap, that’s a fact (slatt)
run up? after three, you gon’ be knee_deep in the dirt with no time to react (baow, baow)
claimin’ you with me? i don’t know half your ass exist, keep it real (nah)
all y’all ass can catch it, don’t matter your age or gender (baow, ah)
we spank lil’ n_ggas like we run a daycare, straight savage (slatt, slatt)
early mornin’, off pills, they beatin’ my ass, fists and kicks, i swear (woo)
sweet face lil’ n_gga, still gotta remind these dumb hoes who run the square (haha)
[chorus]
don’t f_ck with me thinkin’ i’m soft just ‘cause i’m small, b_tch, i’ll spray your hall (baow)
phone blowin’ up, thinkin’ i’m chillin’ with a ho, nah, i’m block spinnin’ all (skrrt, skrrt)
i low_key laugh at these n_ggas, they sing my sh_t ‘cause i finessed they girl (uh_huh)
i’m gon’ get rich or die slimin’, lil’ n_gga, this game ain’t for the weak (nah)
tell yo’ ass come catch your b_tch, she dumb as h_ll, bald head, can’t even speak (give her back)
you step in this trap, that’s your grave, hard head, kss, kss, we eat (slatt, slatt)
try playin’ with ghosts, that’s your fate, n_gga, keep diggin’, you’ll never leave (woo)

[outro]
man, f_ck this block, slatt, gang, gang, ayy
baow, baow, yeah

- lil quantum

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