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4 the win - d-block europe lyrics

[intro: young adz]
(nathaniel london)
yeah, woo

[chorus: young adz]
yeah, long stick, got a limp (limp)
twenty hoes like a pimp (pimp)
it’s dbe for the win (yeah)
no school grades, i got m’s (m’s)
got brothers, i don’t keep friends (friends)
she said, “bae, i hope this never ends” (yeah)
got a transit van full of kis (kis)
love the hustle, i will never leave (leave)
love the hustle, i will never leave (yeah)
got a few tricks up my sleeve (sleeve)
went to birmingham for this machine (machine)
fly you out, wе f*ck on nikki beach (yeah)
[verse 1: young adz & dirtbike lb]
don’t do back and forths, i send n*ggas to sеnd corn
tweetin’ that i’m cheatin’, b*tch, i don’t even watch p*rn
all my hunters hungry like some bees, they gonna swarm
pull up where you are, stick you like a th*rn
i got still got three or four trap phones, my youngins wanna run
all we did was chase our dreams, made “trap house” while i was on the run (on god)
if money turn you on, better won’t stop, make you cum (cum)
pray i never do you wrong (huh), ’cause i’ll know that you’ll be done (yeah, yeah, yeah)
vvs1, see the rainbow (huh)
n*ggas turn fake, so the game goes (huh)
no bunkbeds in the grave, dog (huh)
bunkbeds in the d*mn cage though (huh)
gang, gang, gang in the jailhouse (yeah)
millionaire, i’ll post bail now
platinum rollie, i dress well now
wish that i could burn the jail down

[chorus: young adz]
long stick, got a limp (limp)
twenty hoes like a pimp (pimp)
it’s dbe for the win (yeah)
no school grades, i got m’s (m’s)
got brothers, i don’t keep friends (friends)
she said, “bae, i hope this never ends” (yeah)
got a transit van full of kis (kis)
love the hustle, i will never leave (leave)
love the hustle, i will never leave (yeah)
got a few tricks up my sleeve (sleeve)
went to birmingham for this machine (machine)
fly you out, we f*ck on nikki beach (yeah)
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[bridge: dirtbike lb]
my eyes, my eyes look like a rainbow (yeah)
mm*mm*mm*mm*mm*mm*mm (you dig?)
her eyes, her eyes look like the pain go (oh)
mm*mm*mm*mm*mm (yeah)

[verse 2: dirtbike lb]
we used to just trap out the civic and now my life, it feel limitless (yeah)
doin’ my brother real dirty, they look at my n*gga like prisoners (mmm)
they think that my life is too easy, it’s different, i’m hatin’ i’m livin’ it (mmm)
i came to the trench in the rolls and i step around with a privilege (yeah)
i just put back the range, chyeah
i just took back the pain, yeah
i told my n*ggas to pull out the cars, he pullin’ the fleet out (fleet out)
my little n*gga start servin’ the hard, he bustin’ his t**th down (you dig?)
he bustin’ the rollie already, he ain’t split the bag with just anyone (no)
spend it on many guns, just attach the grip so it’s steady, son
brand new switch on the glizzy, gotta make sure you ready (skrrt, skrrt)
brand new switch on the glizzy, gotta make sure you ready (skrrt)
girl so fussy on her nails, gonna look around town for a pedi’ (you dig?)
i don’t get money like ed, but i still go dumb like eddy

- d block europe lyrics

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