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38 spesh - block food lyrics

[intro: cashwitus pooh]
uh
block food, n-gg-
cashwitus, trust gang, n-gg-
ayo spesh, you ready?
i’ll talk my sh-t
it’s only right that i talk my sh-t
look

[verse 1: cashwitus pooh]
n-gg-, it’s time to put in work, trap house like a barbeque
it’s cut crack on every paper plate like your momma food
it’s 12 o’clock and the burner on 400
i already got four fiends, so i’m serving for four stomachs
block food, i got pies, cookies and c-ke steaks
even got some milk for the fiends, i give them c-ke shakes
cook the white raw then serve them soon as the c-ke breaks
even add the fizz so the junkies could get a c-ke taste
young n-gg-, i was trapping since i was 12 with it
when i got bagged, i had b-tches come to the jail with it
sneaking it inside of their p-ssy, i had to pray to god
‘cause if i got caught with it, i have to stay the 5
it’s like the night at apollo soon as the fiends come
cutting it with fentanyl even if i don’t need none
if i ever run out whenever the fiends need some
residue, i’m rubbing my thumbs all over the fiend’s gum
that’s block food for the n-gg-s that never recollect
treat it like mickey d’s, i’m only working to collect a check
these n-gg-s hustle for clothes and the hoes in dresses
f-ck that, i hustle for money and more investments
stuff crack, ziploc sealed, the bag delicate
stuff it in the wall so the boys can’t find the evidence
f-ck a 12-12, i need shipments, i need them nine deep
enough to fit all them bricks in the wall like it’s concrete
always keep a burner, a four-five or a long piece
no matter what it is, if it’s a problem, that b-tch at arm’s reach
c-ke price go up, we keeping the sh-t in rotation
serving fiends locked jaw, leaving on probation
i’m on my bully, i’m moving raw without hesitation
kitchen like a pharmacy, letting fiends get their medication
i put my all in this trap sh-t, give it dedication
f-ck up out my lane when i’m moving, i’m always designating

[verse 2: 38 spesh]
ayo, i was in trouble for serving block food
mom ain’t want us to hustle, it’s hard not to
now why would we struggle when we ain’t got to?
i’ma make a mil with this motherf-cking pot too
now i was stressing ‘bout my motherf-cking pop too
he wasn’t around, but somehow i got through
we ain’t had no father figures to drop jewels
paid the bills is how i filled up my pop shoes
now i ain’t trying to sound hostile
but i was cooking cocaine when my mom was playing gospel
you can believe what your mind choose
but i refuse to worship a man the color of tom cruise
it’s cocaine in my council
and my apostles is fiends with million dollar nostrils
you n-gg-s is primetime news
and if you ever put somebody in jail, i hope you die soon
you been a rat since high school
you and the cops cool, n-gg-s is clowns without the costumes
i always got block food
and my education came from the block, it was not school
why dudes want to see me murdered?
see i put a drive thru in the trap, that’s for convenient service
a warranty for every ki you purchase
couple times, n-gg-s came back tripping and got reimburs-m-nts
my ex-b-tch, she was perfect
she used to drive five hours with bricks without being nervous
had to ask if my freedom worth it
all the cars, ice and gold digging b-tches with european purses

- 38 spesh lyrics

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