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xdium - walk my block! lyrics

[intro]
(f+ck you, aedan!)
(xdium)

[verse 1: xdium]
yeah, i tape my wrists, squaring up to end the bullsh+t
i don’t do no talkin’, i just hit right where yo mouth is
throw your fit, make a diss, so you get no cl!cks
you act like a b+tch, i throw my fist and end the chump quick
lurkin through the night, as you hide, so you don’t die
hit ’em with a right, maybe twice, til’ he star+eyed
p+ssy wanna cry, he just might, ’cause we outside
he too scared to fight, so he lie ’bout his glock 9
pull up on him, sending bullets to face
chances are slim that you gonna escape
i’m rollin’ on up, and you runnin’ away
i run after p+ssyboy, get in a chase
stop in my tracks and i’m uppin’ the pole
empty the mag, sеndin’ shots at yo dome
hollow tips entering back of yo skull
bl++dy thе road as you layin’ there null
hatin’ on the gang, give no f+cks on what you talk, hoe
h+ll gon’ be the pay if you walkin’ down our block tho
i+i+i+if you walkin’ down our block tho
[hook: xdium]
walk my block, .243 hang out the window
sights on lock, endin’ shots right at the bimbo
hunt my opps like some deer, we finna rip throats
step up, clocked, throwin’ fists at mr.+mr.+ aye!
walk my block, .243 hang out the window
sights on lock, endin’ shots right at the bimbo
hunt my opps like some deer, we finna rip throats
step up, clocked, throwin’ fists at mr.+mr. big joke

[verse 2: itsaedanhill]
beat that boy down since he hate hearin’ the backlash
pull on through yo town, y’know it’s gon’ be a hack ‘n slash
hack ‘n slash+slash, grab the gat, load up all the straps
run it back+back, p+ssy boy you not gon’ run it back
count the cash, tuck the mac, run up in the stash
count the cash, tuck the mac, run up on yo ass
beat his ass down in the streets
if he barkin’ like a b+tch
he look weak, all d+mn week
we gon’ run up, raid his crib
pop goes the glock, but its not a d+mn weasel
crack ya jaw in the hawk, you lookin’ like an easel
turn his face to black and blue, b+tch, i keep like 50 goons
and i keep that .50 too, run up, you’ll meet 62
[bridge: itsaedanhill]
make his day sh+ttier
talk a lot he spittier
p+ssy got his ego hurt
beat a b+tch, no egovert
make his day sh+ttier
talk a lot he spittier
p+ssy got his ego hurt
(beat a b+tch, no egovert)

[hook: xdium]
walk my block, .243 hang out the window
sights on lock, endin’ shots right at the bimbo
hunt my opps like some deer, we finna rip throats
step up, clocked, throwin’ fists at mr.+mr.+ aye!
walk my block, .243 hang out the window
sights on lock, endin’ shots right at the bimbo
hunt my opps like some deer, we finna rip throats
step up, clocked, throwin’ fists at mr.+mr. big joke

- xdium lyrics

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