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d-block - devine lyrics

[verse 1: sheek louch]
eh yo
the moral of the story is
we all can’t be glorious
some of us still on our grind
that’s why i walk around with this chrome nine
for whoever wanna cross this line
[?] sheek on the street and get [?]
they know the [?] man’s back, but n+ggas still don’t wanna get down with the heat again
you see me posted on the block
see these b+tches on my c+ck
see me jumping out the drop
somebody light up
i ain’t f+cking with you, homie
you just smoke, you don’t know me
you reaching for my dutch, f+ck [?] right up
you can catch me [?]
crip half blood [?]
you can catch me in new york, on stage, on the block, or even [?]
[?] my n+ggas in the cage
it’s something to do
acting a fool
packing the tool
ok, n+gga

[chorus: sheek louch]
me and my n+ggas on our new york sh+t
me and my n+ggas on our west coast sh+t
me and my n+ggas on our down south sh+t
yes
midwest, bay area
me and my n+ggas on our new york sh+t
me and my n+ggas on our west coast sh+t
me and my n+ggas on our down south sh+t
yes
midwest, bay area
[verse 2: j+hood]
when n+ggas see me in the streets, they be like “there go double o again”
he got the [?], he ’bout to let it go again
switching up his flow again
grinding for that dough again
your mans [?] trip, imma put a hole in him
hands up, [?] let me see you n+ggas bang
hit a n+gga in his head, make [?] his chain
homie, i’m the best at this sh+t
on the throne with a black marker [?] up on this sh+t
[?] ain’t seen no bricks
[?] city getting [?]
[?] no d+ck
[?] show them if it ain’t no [?]
my bud’s the color of [?] lips when they gave [?]
been a long time coming, but my time is do
everything is crystal clear, but the shines is [?]
[?]
with so much weight in the trunk, if you don’t chop it, it’ll break the scale

[verse 4: j+hood]
[?] coastal g
but i’m ’bout to bring the east coast back to where it posed to be
d+block, [?] in a ziplock
we busting off them hammers like we don’t give a f+ck about hip+hop
so who wanna get popped
just give me the word, and [?] when i hit his ass with this bird
leave his ass on the curb
so you can pour that yack on him
imma make it drug related and leave some crack on him

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