Lyrics of BLOCK - Bless

BLOCK - Bless
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Date of issue: 27.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Italian

BLOCK

(original)
Faccio cash con i miei
No, non parliamo coi cops
Tu non sei del mio gang
Ti mettiamo in un box
Corro corro più veloce
Conto racks zero stop
No no, non dire di no
I miei vengono dai block
Voglio fare tanti soldi
Fra mica finire al fresco
I miei in giro con le buste
Fra mica un lavoro onesto
Ho comprato nuove Nike
Giuro ora ti calpesto
No, non fotti con sosa o ti ritrovi nel cemento
Fra ti faccio un buco in testa
Faccio move alla tua festa
Sono quattro anni che rappo
Non parlare di gavetta
Sto calpestando sti ratti
La strada è sempre la stessa
Questo che mi manda i pezzi
Giuro bro non mi interessa
Scappiamo dal blitz
Conto money machine
Sto coi miei fanno cash, lo sai vendono qui bricks
Non parliamo con te sei un ratto sei uno snitch
S mi ferma la police
Gli sorrido con i grillz
Io non cambio maglia lo sai che rimango Beast
Sta bitch vuole fottermi vuole tutto il mio dick
Lo sai che a questi bimbi gli spariamo con lo stick
In Italia pizza e mafia zero Blood zero Crip
Faccio cash con i miei
No, non parliamo coi cops
Tu non sei del mio gang
Ti mettiamo in un box
Corro corro più veloce
Conto racks zero stop
No no, non dire di no
I miei vengono dai block
Voglio fare tanti soldi
Fra mica finire al fresco
I miei in giro con le buste
Fra mica un lavoro onesto
Ho comprato nuove Nike
Giuro ora ti calpesto
No, non fotti con sosa o ti ritrovi nel cemento
Quanti che vorrebbero il mio cash flow
Tu fra stai ancora sopra le benzo
Mio fratello ti fa la maglietta di Kenzo
Prima in dieci, ora giuro siamo in cento
Questa bitch mi guarda il polso
Non mi guarda in faccia
Segni con le mani giuro conosci la banda
Da quelli come te io mi tengo alla larga
Non fare il G che sei un tossico
Sotto la bianca
Scrivo un pezzo al giorno
Tu mi lecchi il culo
Dammi mezzo palo bro te ne scrivo uno
Questi rapper zero carne sono tutto fumo
Vogliono fottere con sosa, grido fanculo
Cartier si sopra le mie lenti
A questi rapper fra me li mangio
Diciotto carati sui miei denti
Ti schiaccio come uno scarafaggio
Questa scena è una troia giuro vuole il mio clout
Da quello che vedo fra sembrano dei clown
Come se ordini su Wish un bustdown
Glock 18, click paw
(translation)
I make cash with mine
No, we don't talk to cops
You're not from my gang
We put you in a box
I run I run faster
Zero stop racks account
No no, don't say no
Mine come from the blocks
I want to make a lot of money
In between not ending up in the cool
Mine around with envelopes
Not an honest job
I bought new Nikes
I swear now I will step on you
No, you don't fuck with sosa or you find yourself in concrete
Between, I'll make a hole in your head
I move your party
I've been rapping for four years
Don't talk about mess tin
I'm stepping on these rats
The road is always the same
This one that sends me the pieces
I swear bro I don't care
Let's run away from the blitz
Money machine account
I'm with mine they make cash, you know they sell bricks here
We do not talk to you you are a rat you are a snitch
S the police stop me
I smile at him with the grillz
I don't change shirt, you know I'm Beast
Sta bitch wants to fuck me she wants all my dick
You know that these children are shot with the stick
In Italy pizza and mafia zero Blood zero Crip
I make cash with mine
No, we don't talk to cops
You're not from my gang
We put you in a box
I run I run faster
Zero stop racks account
No no, don't say no
Mine come from the blocks
I want to make a lot of money
In between not ending up in the cool
Mine around with envelopes
Not an honest job
I bought new Nikes
I swear now I will step on you
No, you don't fuck with sosa or you find yourself in concrete
How many who would like my cash flow
Between you are still above the benzo
My brother makes you a Kenzo shirt
First in ten, now I swear we are in one hundred
This bitch looks at my wrist
She doesn't look me in the face
Signs with your hands I swear you know the gang
From those like you, I stay away
Don't play the G that you're a junkie
Under the white
I write a piece a day
You lick my ass
Give me half a pole bro I'll write you one
These zero-meat rappers are all smoke
They wanna fuck with sosa, cry fuck it
Cartier got on top of my lenses
I eat these rappers among myself
Eighteen carats on my teeth
I crush you like a cockroach
This scene is a slut I swear she wants my highlight
From what I see between they look like clowns
As if you order a bustdown on Wish
Glock 18, click paw
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