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30 deep grimeyy & nwm cee murdaa - 6locc 6a6y (remix) lyrics

[intro]
tommy franco make it bang though
ayy
ayy, ayy (b+tch)
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus : lil loaded]
catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b+tch)
thirty+two shot, glock baby, glock baby, what?
thirty+two shot, glock baby, uh (glock baby)
catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b+tch)
thirty+two shot, glock baby, glock baby, what?
thirty+two shot, glock baby, ayy (glock baby)

[verse 1 : 30 deep grimeyy]
(grimeyy!)
you can catch me on they ass [?]
don’t get caught on the bounds, tryna bounce through the 6
caught ’em bouncin his ass, so i pass it to murdaa
so i set up a pic and he swished through the [?]
lotta rounds on block, with some pounds on my block
ain’t no clowns on my block, b+tch we been had respect
heard a lot of n+ggas dissing, they been f+ckin [?]
catch me on the block with a chop’, i don’t f+ck around with glocks
grimeyy had to leave the pistols alone
caught him on his porch with his keys in the hand
ap in my hand, i put three in his dome
steppin’ on the goofies like a beetle in this b+tch
30 [?] in this b+tch, i got d in my [?]
free ronny, free donny, free scan, free joker, free westside
i can’t wait ’till they home
catch me on the block, tryna get some ot
give a f+ck about a freak, fell in love with my gang
2013, took my n+gga jd, keyan died on my face, that sh+t made me insane
gotta rob a lot of n+ggas for some n+ggas 6 feet
way before 30 deep, b+tch, i been had a name
stl the murda cap, heard your favorite rapper scared
better not come to my city tryna show off yo chain
[chorus : lil loaded]
catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b+tch)
thirty+two shot, glock baby, glock baby, what?
thirty+two shot, glock baby, uh (glock baby)
catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b+tch)
thirty+two shot, glock baby, glock baby, what?
thirty+two shot, glock baby, ayy (glock baby)

[verse 2 : nwm cee murdaa]
catch me on the block, baby lets [?]
got bad boys from the [?]
got them 30s on first, right down we score
ain’t a opp hit, we best honk yo h+rn
my girl asked where i’m at, bicth i’m on the block baby
[?]
me ‘n grimeyy at the tippity tippity top baby
loaded loaded on the glizzy that’s how all the cops bait me
how you boys on the block and ain’t runnin’ no figures
my [?] and they runnin up digits
they see that big brother make it
[?] so they feel like they can go get it
you gotta know n+gga, i’m really with it
i really get [?] this ain’t just a image
i walk it, i talk it, too good to pretend it
gon’ make sure my brother live off the [?] (loaded)
i’m rollin the woods, i don’t f+ck with no clones
her p+ssy too tend, that fall off the bone
if a goofy try me, he runnin’ them [?]
still a street n+gga, find me if you on the zone
[pre+chorus : nwm cee murdaa]
catch me on the block, block baby, block baby
catch me on the block, block baby
14 shot, xd with the [?]
won’t be lazy (murda)

- 30 deep grimeyy nwm cee murdaa lyrics

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