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hanging on the block - glockboyz teejaee lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, austin)
yeah
boy
come on
yeah

[verse]
ayy, we just hangin’ on the block, i know you see them pistols
this b*tch like a mini missile, please don’t let it hit you (baow)
you so motherf*ckin’ broke, probably thought i dissed you
they got no motherf*ckin’ hope, all you got is a pistol (yeah)
these hoes know i got that money, i still ask ’em for it (i still ask ’em for it)
i might just hit you with that bl!ck, i’d be mad i showed you
i hit her from the back, she tellin’ me keep goin’ (yeah)
i’m a young n*gga, puttin’ up big stats, t owens
i f*ck around and hit a n*gga with that gun and keep goin’
the big homie let you get a bag from him and now you owein’
don’t let him put a ticket on you, we gon’ come and get it for him
i did some sh*t while i was fresh, i had to change my rick owens, boy
the bag came, i’m in the trap countin’ the profit
i’m like allen iverson, you try to check me, i’m gon’ rock you
if i ain’t got that thing on me, probably beat you down like rocky (yeah)
but the chance is so slim, i always got that pocket rocket (i always got that pocket rocket, n*gga)
had to lock the door inside the crib, i’m countin’ up
we like the gas station, you pull up, we gon’ fill you up (we gon’ fill you up)
ain’t have no chance to duck
was starin’ at me, so i asked him, “you a fan or what?” (you a fan or what?)
yeah, boy (come on)
was starin’ at me, i upped bl!ck, and now he backin’ up (now he backin’ up)
i barely sleep inside the trap, i’m always baggin’ up (i’m always baggin’ up)
oh, that’s the plug, when he pull up, he always baggin’ up (you know he backin’ in)
you know it’s me when i’m drivin’, i do a hundred plus (skrrt)
these hoes startin’ to act like n*ggas, she asked me can we f*ck? (she asked me can we f*ck?)
these n*ggas lames, you probably never f*cked a hundred up (boy)
you’d probably catch a body, you come and spend the summer with us
you gotta stay patient, they gon’ play you when you comin’ up
n*ggas be dumb and spend the money before they count it up (before they count it up)
i can just lay down on my back and watched her f*ck it up (and watched her f*ck it up)
i just hit the stu’ and rapped, now i’m a hundred up (now i’m a hundred up)
this sh*t was crazy how my dogs started off with just an eight*ball
now he pushin’ foreigns, he got eight cars (he got eight cars)
my n*gga dumb, he said if he ain’t had no money, he’d just take y’alls
i’m tryna get in to see the bigger picture, but he ray charles (n*gga, ray charles)
yeah (yeah)
tryna get in to see this sh*t for what it is
n*gga, like me, i’m tryna get the plug and pass it to my kids (n*gga, like me, i’m tryna get the plug and pass it to my kids, n*gga)

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