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#whatsyourblocksaying - stokey16 lyrics

[intro: lzz, nco, mish]
free devz, free k, free my big bro s
free my n*gga young hunts
ay, trust me, gang sh*t
ay come on, bro’s gang sh*t, you get it?
ay, feds live on the on the block, get it
gang business, you feel me?
don’t stop won’t stop
ayy

[chorus: lzz]
how many man have i cheffed and shot? (how many?)
it’s long, i can name me a few (drilla)
i swear germz got chinged in the 9
then i chinged him in nightie too
rowley got chinged when riding
that happened in nightie too
straight smoke in my rucksack, no cap
could be you or your bestfriend too
straight smoke in this .32 no f*g
with a .410 too
if i ain’t with bro tryna take off hats
then i’m in the t putting wraps in food (mm)
oh sh*t, i mean food in wraps
i be ot tryna move thesе packs
i swear the mandem arе reaching stackz
should’ve seen the way we chinged up gash
bad b*tch doing the most
she hold this d*ck, then she want no smoke
if i go broke that’s a no, no
line man up for his bros (ay)
touch my bro see smoke, ask jojo
you can never touch my bro
he was on the news like a promo
feds at my door like, “oh no”
but i beat it again, beefing the 9’s too easy
i think we need to stop beefing them
more time i don’t allow these gms
you can get chinged broad day with your bm
[verse 1: lzz]
my runner just came on her period
she told me she still want’ beat them (ayy come on)
but now i’m back in the t putting plans into action (come on)
luan just spilt tea on my [?]
slapping up these sensitive smackhead
gotta move low on the streets
cah’ i know the police tryna figure my patterns (ayy)
me and bro two dottys up
he took too long so i nearly whacked him (drilla)

[interlude: nco, lzz]
ay come on, some 4’k sh*t you feel me
free my big bro s
ay come on, get it
free devz, free k
free my n*gga s, you get it, gang business, haha

[verse 2: nco]
them man chat, man just slap
i do alot of drills on gang sh*t
they know if i’m on and the ride gets spun
that’ll be me on the landing
tel money chatting sh*t? (how?)
how’s a big man chatting sh*t when he’s 27?
and lauric’s in heaven (ay, d*ckhead)
i’ve been on the opp block
me and brodi with the dot dot
and if ellis never dashed
he would’ve been bro in an opp pot
had an extended clip no movie
almost done a n*gga on boovery (mm)
went opps, reload lucy
that was back on the 4 with the 16th (come on)
cah’ he don’t wanna end up dead up like ric
how’s a big man called tel money
and he ain’t even got not change
oh sh*t he’s getting away
kinda remind me of edwin and shade
i was in shakespeare doing up sliding
went colly and i chinged up rowley
ay f*ck it, ay come here
[verse 3: mish]
gang just took those peds
and i ain’t tryna get clocked by an anpr
salah done got man down on the opp block
all blacked out, they don’t know who we are
packed out, rides with a team
samurai sword and smoke in the car (drillers)
on the opp block hopped out on my man
i heard bro shout “don’t let him get far” (we gang)
done a long day in the t house
just got a tenner now i’m all alone
when chadz built a line in a day
it didn’t take long he was making pros (come in)
how many opps been dipped and splashed
by the gang in the case i’m still on soul (what?)
cah’ anyone claiming they’re beefing stokey
it won’t take long for them to get dipped or poked
while they was out kissing out poles
i was with man splashing us paigons (what)
edwin left his mumzy
i should’ve packed his mum on the pavement (b*tch)
and he was f*cking [?] tipsy
his life would’ve got taken
philly really ain’t no bad boy
a certi snitch when he holds a shaving
[chorus: lzz]
how many man have i cheffed and shot?
oh lard, i can name me a few (come on)
i swear germz got chinged in the 9
then i chinged him in nightie too
rowley got chinged when riding
that happened in nightie too
straight smoke in my rucksack, no cap
could be you or your bestfriend too
straight smoke in this .32 no f*g
with a .410 too (ay come on)
if i ain’t with bro tryna take off hats
then i’m in the t putting wraps in food
oh sh*t, i mean food in wraps
i be ot tryna move these packs
i swear the mandem are reaching stackz
should’ve seen the way we chinged up gash (come on, haha)
bad b*tch doing the most
she hold this d*ck, then she want no smoke (what)
if i go broke that’s a no, no
line man up for his bros
touch my bro see smoke, ask jojo
you can never touch my bro (come on)
he was on the news like a promo
feds at my door like, “oh no”
but i beat it again, beefing the 9’s too easy
i think we need to stop beefing them
more time i won’t allow these gms
you can get chinged broad day with your bm
free s

[outro: nco]
get chinged with your baby mum, hahahahaha

- stokey16 lyrics

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