 
m.henny - “block raised” lyrics
[chorus]
f+ck n+ggas talkin’, we don’t hear that noise (nah)
block raised k!llers, we some real street boys (gang)
f+ck your block, we slide with them toys (brrr)
big drums hang low, make it sing like lloyd (boom)
all black fit, mask tight, no face (nah)
caught one lackin’, left sh+lls at the place (bow)
ain’t no talkin’, we shoot first, no chase (skrrt)
block raised, b+tch, i’m born from the hate (gang, gang)
[verse 1]
grew up in the field, i was broke, now i’m flexin’ (flex)
f+ck them opps, i send shots, no message (bow)
f+ck them hoes, i don’t text, just s+xin’ (nah)
talk tough online, get checked, no quеstion (boom)
n+ggas say smoke, we pull up like prеssure (pressure)
glock got a beam, that b+tch my dresser (brrr)
my city cold, no love, no blessin’ (nah)
you cross me once, that’s your last confession (dead)
murder rate high, we the reason they stressin’ (facts)
i’m block+born b+tch, no cap, no lesson (gang)
[chorus]
f+ck n+ggas talkin’, we don’t hear that noise (nah)
block raised k!llers, we some real street boys (gang)
f+ck your block, we slide with them toys (brrr)
big drums hang low, make it sing like lloyd (boom)
all black fit, mask tight, no face (nah)
caught one lackin’, left sh+lls at the place (bow)
ain’t no talkin’, we shoot first, no chase (skrrt)
block raised, b+tch, i’m born from the hate (gang, gang)
[verse 2]
trap still jumpin’, got fiends on deck (deck)
b+tch talk sl!ck, get curved, no text (nah)
ops talk tough, got hit, that’s next (boom)
my young boy wild, he shoot, no vest (brrah)
f+ck your chain, we sn+tch that quick (quick)
talk too much, get popped, no trick (bow)
cops pull up, i’m gone, no snitch (nah)
whole block dirty, that’s how we live, b+tch (grrah)
i seen death, i done hugged that pain (facts)
real ones fall, i done lost my gang (gang)
now i sip drank just to numb my brain (mud)
block raised me, now i’m up, no shame (m+henny)
[chorus]
f+ck n+ggas talkin’, we don’t hear that noise (nah)
block raised k!llers, we some real street boys (gang)
f+ck your block, we slide with them toys (brrr)
big drums hang low, make it sing like lloyd (boom)
all black fit, mask tight, no face (nah)
caught one lackin’, left sh+lls at the place (bow)
ain’t no talkin’, we shoot first, no chase (skrrt)
block raised, b+tch, i’m born from the hate (gang, gang)
[verse 3]
i came from the bas+m+nt, mic on a crate (crate)
no silver spoon, just food off plates (facts)
now i’m lit, whole block celebrate (turn up)
still ten toes, no love for snakes (nah)
f+ck your clique, i don’t do no peace (f+ck that)
i’m the type make the reaper lease (bow)
my b+tch thick, ass fat, no grease (woo)
she hold the pole when i’m out these streets (ride)
henny my name, block my roots (m+henny)
i’m the reason they duck, they shoot (brrr)
i’m the proof you can’t fold for loot (nah)
block raised me, that’s word to the truth (gang)
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