| M8V3N, M8V3N gang
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| Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| Shooter gang gang gang gang
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| M8V3N, M8V3N gang
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| Shooter, shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| (Great John on the beat by the way)
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| Shooter gang gang gang gang
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| Look
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| I done been through the struggle
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| I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music
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| And I been through the system
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| There’s no way to beat it it’s come for that bread or you losin'
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| Watch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'
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| 'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'
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| Never get comfy, just stick it and move it
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| Live and you learn about what I’m talkin' bout
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| Nigga triple your bands
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| Bet that money gone be there before you go stretchin' your hand
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| Depend on your bitch
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| Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends
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| Depend on no man
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| Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans no matter the situation
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| Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead and flex like shit was lit
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| I was broke, they ain’t give me shit
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| And my class remember how they’d laugh
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| With the gang jokin' in the back
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| But school wasn’t for me I was skippin' on
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| Made the grip hot nigga pass it off
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| Twist up your bitch and I’m slappin' raw
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| On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call
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| First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
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| Lucky ain’t runnin' to plenty of 'em
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| On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
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| They knew my name way before I knew 'em
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| Haters gone hate hope I run into 'em
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| On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
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| Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me
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| No homo the game make it clap for me
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| Don’t come and get left in the past for free
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| Love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch
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| She spittin' on nastily
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| I love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch
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| She doin' me nastily
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| Lately been holdin' my anger in
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| I just been holdin' my anger in
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| Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me
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| I’m catching a man again
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| They want me locked up in a pen again, huh
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| Stuck in a pen again, they plotting' on me all the way to the end
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| I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end
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| Made the grip hot nigga pass it off
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| Twist up your bitch and I’m slappin' raw
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| On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call
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| First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
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| Lucky ain’t runnin' to plenty of 'em
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| On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
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| It was just a call, it was just a call
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| It was just a call, it was just a call
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| It was just a call, it was just a call
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| It was just a call, it was just a call |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 8th Block , by - sheff g. Song from the album THE UNLUCCY LUCCY KID, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп