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blocboy jb - left right lyrics

hah, yeah
dmac on the f-ckin’ track
mmm, hah

see how society makes us (makes us)
work us like a slave then they talk about pay cuts (pay cuts)
you gotta have a cape if you wanna come save us (word)
they cannot feel our pain ’cause them n-gg-s they ain’t us (they ain’t us)
thinkin’ ’bout the days we was down bad and f-cked up (f-cked up)
tryna make a play, tryna get our lil bucks up (our bucks up)
n-body really f-cked with a n-gg- (huh?)
see you gettin’ money, try to f-ck with a n-gg- (word)
man what’s up with these n-gg-s? (word)
they need to go to the pond if they lookin’ for a duck, right? (yeah)
you had my son so you had to let me f-ck right?
(yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
sh-t happened for a reason (reason)
i dodge just like bob and weavin’ (bob and weavin’)
mr. telephone man, man this sh-t boppin’ season
(boppin’ season)

burn a n-gg- -ss, i can’t cook right (cook right)
before you cross that street,
you gotta look right, then a left right (right)
i just hit this n-gg- with the left right (left right)
n-gg- you a baby, ‘fore you walk
you gotta get your steps right (steps right)
i don’t like that b-tch, i pushed her down the steps, right?
(that’s on my mama)
grape street crip, you know my flag is to the left, right? (crip, crip)
you talkin’ ’bout some shooting
know they call me steph, right? (swish)
beefin’ with the block, must be on crystal meth, right? (huh?)

i don’t really know, i just wanna know
my n-gg-s bang the 8, call ’em ocho, but not no cinco
i just hit five b-tches in a row, hopped up like bingo (bingo)
all these b-tches love my style, they love this memphis lingo (mane)
cruisin’ in a limo, layin’ back like it’s limbo (yeah)
if i don’t f-ck with you (yeah),
don’t want you ’round, that sh-t simple (yeah yeah yeah)
’cause you see how they do a n-gg- (huh?)
f-ck with you ’cause it’s beneficial (word)
i can’t love a ho (word),
i let ’em blow me like some toilet tissue (word word word)

burn a n-gg- -ss, i can’t cook right (cook right)
before you cross that street
you gotta look right, then a left right (right)
i just hit this n-gg- with the left right (left right)
n-gg- you a baby, ‘fore you walk
you gotta get your steps right (steps right)
i don’t like that b-tch, i pushed her down the steps, right?
(that’s on my mama)
grape street crip, you know my flag is to the left, right? (crip, crip)
you talkin’ ’bout some shooting
know they call me steph, right? (swish)
beefin’ with the block, must be on crystal meth, right? (huh?)

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