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nas blenda - 2100 one mic cypher lyrics

[chorus: nas blenda & ebs klay
like, now they got me on timin’ (glah)
spin through that block cause he hidin’ (grrah grrah boom)
i’m not a regular n+gga
if he dissin’ on me, i’ma find him
n+ggas not shooters, they be scared to flock it (stupid)
i’m in the v, with the g in my pocket (oyk)
he get sent to the sky like a+
he+he get sent to the sky like a rocket (rocket)

[verse 1: jeff tha steppa & ebs klay]
i heard they dissin’ on me and the gang? uh
move wrong, i let it flame (baow, baow)
i’ma spin through the rey, then spin through the hill while i roll up some cainе (all os shot)
like, these n+ggas dumb, thеy ain’t really put on for the set that they claim
relly, kenny, both of them stink (both of them stink)
oy+ogz, why the f+ck would they link?
tired of n+ggas who diss on my gang
like, st+rdy, you don’t put in pain (1090+k)
n+gga, 1090+k, if i slide to your p’s, i bet you won’t do a thing (on bro)
n+gga, i put that on bdot, that lil n+gga grimey got hit wit’ like 10
free all my n+ggas locked up in the pen
like, see a o and i’m lettin’ off 10

[verse 2: jeff tha steppa & g+bandz]
like, all n+ggas do is just diss for some clout
like, keep bdot name out your mouth (everything for dot)
how the f+ck is he smokin’ on bdot, but when he saw me, n+gga wasn’t on sh+t?
(he a kid) n+gga suck my d+ck
that lil’ boy on my d+ck, and his mother deceased
like word to the guys, when i see that dumb n+gga, he goin’ to sleep
and if he feel a way, i got my gun g, ain’t know way i’m losin’ sh+t
better duck if we spinnin’ through, cause when we on your block, put the beam on the grip
like, n+ggas know how it get on my block
he runnin’ up, i’ma let off them shots
it’s still f+ck all the opps, when my n+ggas blow up, keep the city on lock
[chorus: nas blenda]
like, now they got me on timin’
spin through that block cause he hidin’
i’m not a regular n+gga
if he dissin’ on me, i’ma find him
n+ggas not shooters, they be scared to flock it
i’m in the v, with the g in my pocket
he get sent to the sky like a+
he+he get sent to the sky like a rocket

- nas blenda lyrics

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