Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blocka, artist - Carns Hill. Date of issue: 24.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blocka |
| I ain’t nuttin' like them |
| Them man frauds, could never be friends |
| Sideman ain’t been around them |
| Talk is cheap, get the spinner out then |
| Still skid out from feds |
| They want man locked, sat down in the pen |
| For sounding a skeng, I squeeze that whopper |
| Beef in the streets, get seasoned proper |
| Won’t see man pop up, I’m in then out |
| Grub in the trap then I’m in that house |
| Front room’s calm till I flip that couch |
| You got mad bread, spit that out |
| Cough my bread up, free up the gwop |
| We love the bando she loves the rock |
| Thieving thots, stealing prof |
| Like they think I’m dumb, I’m beating them up |
| That’s cool with me, still greasing it up |
| G lean on man with the pump |
| I woulda done a «We Run The Block» if I weren’t in cuffs, locked up on a eediat |
| charge |
| Bonkaz |
| Like, like |
| What’s all the nonsense |
| I don’t deal with imposters |
| Time is money now watch this |
| That’s my brudda don’t watch him |
| Cah it can get smokey in public |
| Put that all on the cooker |
| Free AM free Mukhtar |
| Free Loso free Osman |
| And I can see man hatin' |
| Talk about Reekz all the time |
| Talk about me, I don’t know what your name is |
| Don’t make me get hype on the road |
| All black toes will step on the pavement |
| I call M, link T then S |
| Tell 'em I’m vex then everyone’s raging |
| We in all black down to the trainers |
| P soon home, from 012, I hope that he stays outta jail aswell |
| Cos the money must rise, Ps must make |
| We all got plans bigger than the estate |
| Fuck your hood, fuck your block |
| Man going like man ain’t never been there |
| I had rice, fried chicken and drink there |
| Used to keep things on things on things there |
| I’m bad to the bone, to the bone I’m bad, I’ll step on a man’s toes when I see |
| fit |
| Man wanna act up till I see them |
| Imma slap man backwards when I see them |
| I’m real to the post just like Seamen |
| I been getting guwop in the hood |
| Man get mopped and got in the hood |
| For the chain that you got don’t floss in the hood |
| All black like a panther |
| Been had toys like Santa |
| And I still roll deep with my darg |
| Just like Dennis and Gnasher |
| I’m just tryna make things happen |
| I’m just tryna make things pattern |
| Broski got weight each side of the whip I just hope that he keep it balanced |
| Don’t be shook, please don’t panic |
| Reekz MB lowkey with the cannon |
| Don’t say scrammers, I say scrammers |
| Get that Crystal clear like Palace |
| I put a spanner in the works and spun it |
| Trynna be rich and hard, drummin' |
| I’m done with these dumb little youngens |
| Better tone shit down with the ruckus |
| Got me like fuck it, fuck this shit |
| Might just beat man down with a stick |
| Pumpy, pump man out of the kicks |
| Soon free real G’s out of the bin |