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ynw melly - beat a nigga block lyrics

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[intro]
ayy
ayy i want motherf-ckin’ dollars and digs, you know what i’m sayin’?
ey3zlow on the beat
ynw for life

[verse 1]
beat a n-gga block with that motherf-ckin’ chopper
with some real n-ggas, we gon’ pull up with them boppers
catch a p-ssy n-gga, hit his -ss with the glock (with the chop)
hit him with the f&n and we don’t give no f-cks
beat a n-gga block with that motherf-cking glock
i don’t give no f-ck ’bout a p-ssy or an opp
catch a n-gga lacking hit his -ss at the stop (at the stop)
sign, i ain’t worried about you ’cause i got, hah
(got mine, got mine, catch a n-gga slippin’)
i ain’t worried ’bout you ’cause i got, hah, mine
don’t you worry ’bout the f-cking gang (the gang)
i swear to god, i’m just like wu-tang

[chorus]
ridin’ ’round the city with this motherf-ckin’ chopper
catch a n-gga slippin’, swear to god we catch an opper
police looking for me with the f-ckin’ helibopters (helicopters)
yeah, the helicopters, we don’t give no f-cks, though, ooh

[post-chorus]
she gon’ shake them b-lls (skrrr)
that how it sound when she be sucking d-ck, haha
that’s how you know she with the sh-ts, haha
blood gang, we got h-lla sticks

[verse 2]
ayy, hold up wait, what you say?
say you want an iphone 8
bome here, b-tch, oh yeah, okay
hold up, wait, i was locked up for that f-ckin’ iphone 8
when i got out, guess what was out? f-ckin’ iphone 10
i want benjamins, ayy, i’m gon’ f-ck her friends, ayy
she gon’ swallow d-ck, like some vitamins
she gonna f-ck the clique (hey), i am a sinner
i am a sinner, pull up with a pistol
you know i’m a winner, we shoot at beginners
we shoot at beginners
i pull up on you with a pistol and shoot at your mama
i don’t give a f-ck, i’m really ’bout action, i really will shoot at your mama
really will shoot, really will k!ll, really will drill
really will pull up with glocks, mortal kombat, i got sk!lls with me
come to the money, you know we gon’ have to flip it
i got ten bands in my pocket while rebording
ten bands in my pocket while recording
shorty wanna f-ck, she say she wanna be my shorty (hey, shorty)
stupid b-tch, i got the nine, oh, i’m playin’
wait, i f-ck with glokknine
but ayy lil’ bro, this sh-t right here a .40
ayy, this sh-t here brazy
i done finally made it
crackers let me off probation so i feel amazin’

[chorus]
ridin’ ’round the city with this motherf-ckin’ chopper
catch a n-gga slippin’, swear to god we catch an opper
police looking for me with the f-ckin’ helibopters (helicopters)
yeah, the helicopters, we don’t give no f-cks, though, ooh

[post-chorus]
she gon’ shake them b-lls (skrrr)
that’s how it sound when she be sucking d-ck



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