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lord infamous - blocking lyrics

[intro: the players club skit]

[hook: lord infamous sample] 2x
don’t be c-ck blocking, get a jock knocking
don’t be c-ck blocking, get a jock knocking
don’t be c-ck blocking, get a jock knocking
sniff some blow, hit the roll, dip my pole, whip the hoe

[verse 1: lil jack]
and at the moment with a little bit of tippin’
i hit her with a little bit of pimpin’
come … what you …
b-tch (?) she grippin’ (?) i got a tone in my lap
calm yo -ss down, think you trippin’
i (?) full clip on me, i (?) me a n-gg-
sneak up on ’em too quick me a n-gg-
too sh-t my n-gg- man
i don’t wanna split me a n-gg- man
f-ck around an (?) to the trigger man
blood on the ceiling fan
wait a minute, let me get a gram
been a minute but i’m still the man
i don’t f-ck with this k!llas man
keep that blow on they face
12 gauge blow the pole off the stage
called up my n-gg-s outside in the car
tell ’em “load up them thangs!” he leavin’ the bar
the dj steady b-mpin’ and my n-gg-s get the dumpin’
and i’m in the club squeezin’ the guard

[verse 2: youngin]
i’m feeling good tonight
so i’m ’bout to hit up the club
and (?) a n-gg- b-tch tonight
and for you n-gg-s talking sh-t tonight:
i keep the nine under the table
you don’t really wanna do that, right?
see youngin keep it pimp-tight at the bar all night
get drunk, what yo money like?
poppin’ bottles of that rosé
smokin’ plenty of that good hay
i’m feelin’ good for a second
so i’m ’bout to get my vibe on
wonder where you movin’, baby chill
now you turning me on
let a young n-gg- follow ya home
you got me grippin’ my tone
because these p-ssy motherf-ckers mean muggin’
when i step in my zone, it’s on
best to move round cause it’s goin’ down for the count
we like a mob my n-gg-, the whole hood at the table
like some mafia k!llers, it’s frontline …

[verse 3: lord infamous]
scarecrow i’m full of peruvian, now i’m pursuin’ the (?) b-tch with a p-ssion
gave the location (?) annihilation when she can come straight in that hoe (?)
dvd player … prepare my everyday … b-tch
prepare the guzzle swallow
this no muzzle, you gotta struggle straight
i don’t wanna hear no sh-t ’bout my draws, better recuperate
cause when i’m full of that dope the crow need a thick b-tch who gon’ take all the d-ck down her throat
so you might need to bring you a extra (?)
… with yo punk -ss down on the roll
i’mma p-rno nympho coroner (?) profession of hoe sale
these freak b-tches mane, they better cope with this dope d-ck when i’m givin’ ’em punishment, yeah
infamous mad and i strictly come down like a dirty h-ll hump from the gates of h-ll
the p-ssy is beat up, in terrible condition, they leavin’ the room on a walker mane
came to bring the pain hardcore to the p-ssy mane, b-tch yo sh-t will never be the same

- lord infamous lyrics

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