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von pi'erre - !block shit! lyrics

[chorus]
i walk with a pimp+limp
i ain’t no simp, i ain’t no b+tch
get yo’ block hit, get yo’ block hit
n+ggas talk sh+t, i’ma pop sh+t
with a glock, b+tch!

[verse 1]
beautiful writtens, i’m like a beautician
my beauties an image that women envision
and visions of winnin’
i’m winnin’ and winnin’
’til i got some kittens to make [?]
ewing, on yo’ block, b+tch
patrick, i’ma rock sh+t
you a b+tch, on that opp sh+t
go hard, there’s no option
n+gga, i’m shootin’ and movin’ bricks
with sticks as i’m stickin’ up in a b+tch
and my d+ck is as big as a loaded blimp
load a clip, i’ma shoot at some kids and dip
i’m a f+ckin’ pimp
[?} and a g, energy, ebony
heavily heavenly
ready? forever be
every tendency cleverly remedied
mentally, measure me best in the cеntury
[chorus]
i walk with a pimp+limp
i ain’t no simp, i ain’t no b+tch
get yo’ block hit, get yo’ block hit
n+ggas talk sh+t, i’ma pop sh+t
with a glock, b+tch!

[verse 2]
split the wеapon like a ho’ infested
with the choppa, blocka at a cop arrestin’
you a cop, i’m restin’
send you straight to heaven
f+ck 11, k9+ i’m a dog in presence
dog impressions, dog and impression my sessions
essence and bring tears like a ward acceptance
and i’ma wound ya’ dawg
don’t let ’em fool ya’ dawg
i can attune my dawg
i k!ll a room my dawg
i’m like a pool my dawg
havin’ all this drip and it stay contained
mouth is colder than a freezin’ brain
i see n+ggas that are dead+afraid
when i murder in a fit of rage
i’m animalistic, you anime
and i’m a animal wit’ it
this animal did it, this animal wicked
this animal hannibal, eat ’em so vicious
[chorus]
i walk with a pimp+limp
i ain’t no simp, i ain’t no b+tch
get yo’ block hit, get yo’ block hit
n+ggas talk sh+t, i’ma pop sh+t
with a glock, b+tch!

[verse 3]
he eat ’em and leave ’em
his victims are ticked
he cook ’em, no kitchen
he spit and leave
and he do it so different
the mission he livin’
he skippin’ no levels to show this position
they b+tchin’, they b+tchin’, they b+tchin’
his written addictions, an evil opinion is fiction
they know that he’s risen, he’s breakin’ the friction
these driven addictions is made by decisions
n+ggas all talk and they cha+cha+cha
n+gga wanna talk ’til the gun draw+draw
n+ggas don’t fade, n+ggas really don’t brawl
’cause i f+ckin’ get the glock with the blocka+cka
my flow is nasty, the gross is ferocious
doses are potent, you so atrocious
like trojans, you cons are dumb to the lowest
and you a b+tch
not my dawg anymore, you a snitch
took a pic of a stick
told the cop, “i was sick”
with that bl!ck, i’ma hit on yo’ b+tch then yo’ sis
i’ma give you a clip
you a b+tch with a cl+t, n+gga
[chorus]
i walk with a pimp+limp
i ain’t no simp, i ain’t no b+tch
get yo’ block hit, get yo’ block hit
n+ggas talk sh+t, i’ma pop sh+t
with a glock, b+tch! (d+mn!)

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