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no ice - nav lyrics

[chorus: nav]
ridin’ ’round your block, we slidin’ late night, yeah (yeah)
see a five pack, we takin’ at least four lives, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew)
ain’t talkin’ about exhaust when i say we got four pipes, yeah (brr)
my city feel like chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (yeah)
got perico the color middle of a klondike (perico)
and god knows i’m ridin’ with my bro if he wrong or right (yeah, yeah)
when i go back to the block i grew up on and roll dice
i don’t create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (yeah)

[verse 1: nav]
i won’t rob n0body, i believe in karma (no)
but it’s off with his head if he try to harm us
i’m a handyman, nails inside my hammer (yes, sir)
kick like jackie chan, but it ain’t on camera
schools, they kicked us out ‘stead of tryna understand us
i pulled up to class, no bookbag and no pencil
made my bro a hundred k cash, everything i do is stand*up
if i ain’t do it, then n0body would, i had to man up (man up)
my brother hit a l!ck for thirty bricks, coke price went up
gotta keep a wham*bam, righthand man tried to set him up
and the way that flex used to cook the work, swear he had the magic touch
it blew my mind when it bounced back and half the sh*t was cut
heart racin’, hit a l!ck, hurry up, put it in the trunk (shh)
are you dumb? roll the window down and throw out your guns
go up north and burn the car ’til everything is gone
streets be talking, they don’t know who did it, but not for long (let’s go)

[verse 2: lil durk]
i go buy that spider apparel, i feel like a tarantula (like a tarantula)
go to toronto, link with the k!llers ’cause i can’t bring no gun to canada (bring no guns)
money and guns, et cetera (money and guns, et cetera)
why they be thinking they ‘head of us? (why they be thinking they ‘head of us?)
you stunt and you flex and you add it up (yeah)
got robbed, but your homie had set it up
don’t stop at your boundaries, that’s how n*ggas die in the streets (how n*ggas die in the streets)
these n*ggas is hoes, these n*ggas is hoes, that’s how it sound to me (how it sound to me)
look at you look up to, look at who you honor, but them n*ggas clowns to me (n*ggas clowns to me)
know a n*gga who served the city, now he sell pounds of weed (yeah, yeah)
i done seen him take so many drugs, then say his body numb
i done seen the littlest n*gga walk around with a tommy gun (tommy gun)
he couldn’t get no good time for his case, he was fightin’ bodily harm (bodily harm)
once you hit the fed system, just know your body marked
went inside that crib, got thirty years, i had a silent alarm
it don’t mean he got no bag ’cause he got an icy arm (yeah, yean)
let them n*ggas name they own weed, that’s why the price is wrong
definition of my brother, ridin’ right or wrong, oh

- nav lyrics

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