d-block europe – change lyrics
[intro]
that’s fuego, felix
cage got that cold
[chorus: dirtbike lb]
i feel a stab up in my back, i got my k!llers coming back
i cut that c0ke up into crack, yeah
18, up in harrods, no racks, yeah
if you suck it real good i’ma have to buy a bag, yeah
18, i was learning how to cook crack
hit a l!ck and never had to look back (back, yeah)
hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at
tell me where it’s safe so i can put that (back, yeah)
louis squares, i got some lean inside my rucksack
feds up on my case, don’t ever look back (back, yeah)
she wanna fly away so i’ma book that
if i beat the p-ssy up, i don’t mean hook that
[verse 1: young adz]
yeah, let’s f-ck tonight ’cause that’s a chance you’ll never get again
just left the jeweler, vvs, my set is wet again
i thought that n-gga was my dawg but he gave evidence
i spent some thousands on that p-ssy cah she heaven sent
yeah, up at the stove, cover your nose while i cook crack
me and lb hit a l!ck and then we never looked back
had a shank and some bujj in my book bag
tryna explain to my mother that the hood’s mad
[chorus: dirtbike lb]
i feel a stab up in my back, i got my k!llers coming back
i cut that c0ke up into crack, yeah
18, up in harrods, no racks, yeah
if you suck it real good i’ma have to buy a bag, yeah
18, i was learning how to cook crack
hit a l!ck and never had to look back (back, yeah)
hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at
tell me where it’s safe so i can put that (back, yeah)
louis squares, i got some lean inside my rucksack
feds up on my case, don’t ever look back (back, yeah)
she wanna fly away so i’ma book that
if i beat the p-ssy up, i don’t mean hook that
[verse 2: dirtbike lb]
i done some crazy sh-t, i wish i never did that
if you was eatin’ in my trenches then i woulda got you kidnapped
shots up in his body, leaving holes up in his six pack
i see n-ggas goin’ crazy just to get their kids and b-tch back
i was the youngest trap boss so these n-ggas don’t play with me
youngest zinger in my city, buss down, done it blatantly
i was goin’ cunch, tellin’ mummy that i’m at kb’s
it was me and adz, goin’ country, selling two of each, yeah
[chorus: dirtbike lb]
i feel a stab up in my back, i got my k!llers coming back
i cut that c0ke up into crack, yeah
18, up in harrods, no racks, yeah
if you suck it real good i’ma have to buy a bag, yeah
18, i was learning how to cook crack
hit a l!ck and never had to look back (back, yeah)
hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at
tell me where it’s safe so i can put that (back, yeah)
louis squares, i got some lean inside my rucksack
feds up on my case, don’t ever look back (back, yeah)
she wanna fly away so i’ma book that
if i beat the p-ssy up, i don’t mean hook that
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