Screwball - The Blocks Song Lyrics By Screwball

The Blocks - Screwball Song Lyrics

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Verse 1: (nature) Ayo, auxillary cops be grillin me out patrol cars Whys my chain so big with no job? Remain so jig with no scars, infinite names Aint it funny how the innocent change? Used to be kinda quiet, A whole different way, fake permit in my wallet Until the shit expired Learned to drive at age twenty-five, see I used to catch cabs Smokin lye while my girl fuck with mesc tabs Do anything just to laugh Ill cop anything to to have Rock it once, put it in a hustlers path I got signed with no rhymes wrote Wrote it quick, throwin rhymes out for free so yall could know my shit Know my zip, 11101 Pretend thug niggas own one gun Bust shots and dont run Late nights the police dont come And if you still dont know where Im from... Chorus 10th street (96th and spellman), 12th street, vernon (queensbridge), the Pub, the hill (long island city), the thugs (thugs everywhere) , its Real, the love (organized crime) Verse 2: (kl) Livin life on the edge way back Now I get money and stay black Some find it funny, others hate that Reason why the angers developed Put a shell up in the chamber, let the gun smoke from the nine I tote Bassheads numbed off coke, a rib got broke Police slid Yo, yo, you see what they did? Alot of money to be made, now they raid the spot Niggas engagin to pop shots Aimin to drop cops The blocks hot, niggas on the roofs of houses Theres a thousand niggas with schemes for gettin figures The bridge blossoms with gossip Chicks who cock suck Niggas who hardly wash up And they light as paper weight I guess its safe to say my hoods got tradition Q.b. cobolition, while you be tryin to listen Regradless of the district we ballin on a mission At any given moment I destroy competition. Chorus Verse 3: (kyron) Fuck, I hate em and the fourtieth will put the chamber to their brain And bang em You violatin q.b.? had to lay em Ill serve you if you onto that Hit em up with all of that Seventeen, applaudin they gat, I wrote a song to that Twist the erb, dispose of that sack, aint no more of that Its 2:30 am black, where ya daughter at? The truth hurt, now Im up in shorty boos skirt Take a sip of jack d and relax g, it attracts me You wanna know whos donnin these hoes? just ask me The way the jewels flash makes em wanna be nasty Cuban link cable, dom peri on the table Look unstable, now I see why brother cain killed abel Love thy neighbor, we can live in the world Thats your man fifty grand till he fucks your girl Now its all out war over that whore Deja vu got you buggin cause you know you saw this before. Chorus

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