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• Artiste: Armand Douglas
• Titre: From The Blocc
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I can take you to the hood show you them spots I ain't never met a bitch I couldn't pop I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I can take you to the hood show you them spots I ain't never met a bitch I couldn't pop I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block Once I come in boy you better not talk to cops Rolled it up in the pen don't bend the top Are you gon' run up when you see me? No you not Never lackin' we be packin' 40 Glocks once I'm on it's hit the dash We swervin headin to the spot Wait a minute only break on these bitches don't trust them thot's And if you ain't trying to fuck then you better get the top Everybody let them tell us say they hot Who that nigga I ain't heard no record pop Ain't a trapper you ain't never scraped the pot West side thuggin nose ring like I'm pop Hoes ain't nothing we got bitches by the flock I ain't speak no english only talk the guap I'm the nigga in the city got a lot I'm the nigga in the city got a lot I can take you to the hood show you them spots I ain't never met a bitch I couldn't pop I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I'm from south-west Houston Texas better known that's whatsup I'm not a rapper I'm a trapper dipper dapper with them blocks Cooking dope and eating noodles out the very same pot With the dope and [?] lock watch them clickers face drop What you know bout life without parole? What you know bout sharing school clothes? Took my 52 at 13 year's old With the Glock on me pocket full of stones When i stole my first car I was nervous Swangning banging hitting curbs I was swervin' Pulllin up in all the j's start squirmin Used to watch my ass with dishwasher detergent I'm a dairy [?] bastard fill this average heater Break it out the package sell it to a geekin I don't need a bitch unless it's for a reason And rather hitting lick's while she suckin out the semen, Maxo I can take you to the hood show you them spots I ain't never met a bitch I couldn't pop I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block I ain't a rapper I'm a real one from the block