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mmg rambo - block is hot lyrics

verse 1:
i’m trynna run up
clear the business
hit him with that hot sh-t
i’m trynna wet the block
and bend the curb
and let that glock spit
glock kick
30 shots
every f-cking shot hit
i’m trynna put him on the news
he the trending topic
police on my d-ck bad
i can see him watching
block been hit a couple times
bodies keep on dropping
that boy step you for a rollie
empty out yo noggin
don’t get caught lacking
we know every single car
you ride in
in the field my n-ggas play the blitz
dirty cutters
they erase you
imma take you out this earth
just like i made you
put that pride to the side
you’ve been disheartened
me and bfk we speaking
on another target
he living too content
he himself
his -ss unguarded
told that n-gga if he play
then we gon leave his -ss departed
step him in the kitchen
blood leaking on the carpet
paint a n-gga red
drawling guns like a artist
it’s a red zone
if you step wrong
yo head gone
we in some tough sh-t
we gon step you for a cellphone
my n-gga jammed up
he making plays through a jail phone
imma die by him
i gotta keep a rambo vest on
give you a face lift
clearing out the block
take out the night shift
how you stepping
make that n-gga fly
just like a sp-ce ship
choppa got a drum
i told my youngan
lest that base kick
sh-t got out of hand
it’s eye for eye
now they can’t make trips
pulling up with big things
make a n-gga body lock
aliyah rock his boat
imma make that n-gga body jock
body drop
red bandanna on the clip
now it’s a bl–dy mop
catch a crip then wet him up
on sight now it’s a bl–dy opp
we been lurking
where you serving
11 shots kyrie irving
this nina get to twerking
when we slide in a suburban
i’m off the flap
(b-tch)
imma bust him while he working
tonight gon be a purge
whole gang going searching
you finna die soon
don’t know who shot
but they just dropped you
another body drop
we clear the block
and get yo mans too
556s and them 762s
i like to walk down
imma throw this b-tch at you
rambo way hitters
come and slide through yo section
shoot 100 rounds
only 90 shots connected
he came from out of town
and he came without protection
me and all my n-ggas
we be juggin and finessing
we war ready
you ain’t ready
put yo hand down
been a savage
spray the crowd
it’s a man down
b-tch come get at me
imma leave you
with yo head down
last n-gga tried
and he can’t talk
because he dead now
we war ready
you ain’t ready
put yo hand down
been a savage
spray the crowd
it’s a man down
b-tch come get at me
imma leave you
with yo head down
last n-gga tried
and he can’t talk
because he dead now

outro:
i’m trynna run up
clear the business
hit him with that hot sh-t
i’m trynna wet the block
and bend the curb
and let that glock spit
glock kick
30 shots
every f-cking shot hit
i’m trynna put him on the news
he the trending topic

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