No Block lyrics

by

Doomsday



[Intro]
([?])

[Chorus]
Brand new pistol on me, f*ck a [?], run up tryna shoot an opp
We made b*tch n*ggas cop out and run The C's ran off they block
Homemade haircut from a Glock, I thought he had a box
The n*gga shot my lil' cousin, it’s on it ain’t gon’ stop
I ain’t know how to do it, bro asked me I would have bagged it with him
He [?] there lil' shootin', he just a tragic n*gga
My lil' bro keep chiming the [?], damn I’m getting mad at n*ggas
f*ck a hollow tip, a bald head, gon' hit the glass and bend it

[Post-Chorus]
Tryna bend on the 5, but they don't got no block
Hear me say f*ck 5, just a dead ass opp
Move to they block, don't waste no time
I need a head, I need a top

[Verse 1]
New [?] killer running around, they keep poppin' like he not
Brand new Glock, do a chop and make chop music
Home invasion turn to a [?] my pop to do it
[?] music
Hе got shot and he still talkin’, I don’t know how he do it
Write littlе bro with the lo' right now, he got a hot
I bet he make a mess, cut off his shirt when he got shot
Damn they tried to take his chest, CAT scan
n*gga, I put n*ggas through that, black van my driver on hots he got a gat
With some fine sh*ts y'all got on hots off of text
What n*gga? (The f*ck?)
The 6 still ain't get back
f*ck them n*ggas uh
They work on cars for no check
Should have been holding that button you said you had, they had you on your neck
They want me to hold my shower slides up, I’m out here holdin a check
That sh*t smacking him under his nogan bone uh in his chest
Bro f*ck tryna bend on the 6
Them n*ggas ain’t got no vics'
I know a opp [?] for his b*tch [?]
[Chorus]
Brand new pistol on me, f*ck a [?], run up tryna shoot an opp
The C's ran off they block
The C's ran off they block
Homemade haircut from a Glock, I thought he had a box
This n*gga don’t got a box no more
This n*gga don’t
I would have bagged it with him
He [?] there lil' shootin', he just a tragic n*gga
My lil bro keep chiming the ad
My lil' bro keep chiming the [?], damn I’m getting mad at n*ggas
f*ck a hollow tip, a bald head, gon' hit the glass and bend it

[Verse 2]
Tryna bend on the 5, but they don't got no block
Tryna bend on the 6, but they don't got no Glocks
Tryna bend on the 8, I already uh hehe
What I do on the 8, I took a
Uh we tryna bend on the 4
We tryna bend on the 5
We tryna bend on the 6
We tryna bend on the 7
We tryna bend on the 8
Uh eh hehe
We tryna bend on the 5
We tryna bend on the 6, the 7
We tryna bend on the 8, n*gga
[Post-Chorus]
Tryna bend on the 5, but they don't got no block
You hear me f*ck 5, that's just a dead ass opp
Move to they block, take a ride
See opp and take his top
She tryna f*ck when she slide
Before we f*ck I need da top
We tryna bend on 5, But they don't got no block
You hear me f*ck 5, that's just a dead ass opp
Move to they block and take a ride
Uh take a top
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