| Throw a block party with this chop, get your block lit
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| Bitch, I got the key to the streets like a locksmith
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| Young boss nigga, only right I got a boss bitch
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| FN open up a sucka nigga like a mosh pit
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| All them SI’s in your chain, them do not hit
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| White rose, about a hundred K, that’s for my kit
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| Your bitch wanna give me head and drink my kids
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| I told her freaky ass open up like a mosh pit
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| They love a nigga everywhere I go 'cause I’m wavy
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| I’m four pockets full like that nigga Lil' Baby
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| My niggas got a real bad name 'cause they janky
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| I gave a nigga bitch back today and he thanked me
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| I’m copping Vlone like that shit Old Navy
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| These niggas really love me, but be acting like they hate me
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| Free my nigga Meech up out that cage, they tried to hang 'em
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| Rip Shied, I’ma pour a four for my baby
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| Amiri’s on my ass cost a bag and I still sag
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| I’ll make a bitch walk the blade 'til her heels bad
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| Lost my nigga to a sucka nigga and I’m still mad
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| Put this forty to a nigga dome, make 'em feel that
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| What the fuck is twenty bands? |
| Bitch, I’m getting real cash
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| Niggas smoking fake Runtz, bitch, I’m smoking real gas
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| Rapping 'bout a bag they never had, these niggas real cap
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| Ten bands with a Gleeky on me and that’s real facts, bitch
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| Throw a block party with this chop, get your block lit
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| Bitch, I got the key to the streets like a locksmith
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| Young boss nigga, only right I got a boss bitch
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| FN open up a sucka nigga like a mosh pit
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| All them SI’s in your chain, them do not hit
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| White rose, about a hundred K, that’s for my kit
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| Your bitch wanna give me head and drink my kids
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| I told her freaky ass open up like a mosh pit
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| Twenty-two up in my clip, I cannot rock with nothing less than that
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| I just taxed a nigga for an eighth, he had a FM hat
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| Used to be my brother, times have changed, pussy, we deaded that
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| Just copped the Fanta for a buck and threw some meds in that
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| Nigga, you ain’t smoking Runtz, that ain’t from LB
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| Shit you niggas smoking, joke is up, that shit is stale weed
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| Dumped the pole up at you sucka niggas, now they twelve feet
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| How the fuck you loyal to your squad? |
| You on twelve teams
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| On the road with three Drakes in a Sprinter van
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| Finna turn a summer vacay into a winter land
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| I go by DaBoii but ask my city, bitch, I been a man
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| All this fish in the sea, who you reeling in?
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| And I’m the one who call the shots, I’m like the coach’s son
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| His hand is out, I’m confused, I don’t owe him none
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| Why would I let you hit my blunt when you ain’t rolling none?
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| He don’t wanna let his bitch choose, see, I’m the chosen one, bitch
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| Throw a block party with this chop, get your block lit
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| Bitch, I got the key to the streets like a locksmith
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| Young boss nigga, only right I got a boss bitch
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| FN open up a sucka nigga like a mosh pit
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| All them SI’s in your chain, them do not hit
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| White rose, about a hundred K, that’s for my kit
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| Your bitch wanna give me head and drink my kids
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| I told her freaky ass open up like a mosh pit
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| I was chilling at the house and got a call, they on some other shit
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| Opps just bent the block, guess they ain’t know what they was up against
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| We don’t never pull nothing less than chop than like a hundred clip
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| Three thirties on them Glocks 'cause we strapped up like we the government
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| We just tried to up score on a sucka, got his brother hit
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| Niggas mixing fentanyl all in them Percs, I knew that wasn’t legit
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| Just tore down a sucka nigga house, fucked up his mama rent
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| Where I’m from this thugging shit so common that it’s common sense
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| And I turned to a demon when I told my uncle R.I.P.
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| I told my young life kill, long as it’s in the name of RBE
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| Them lil' niggas gon' step, say fuck the rest and lose it all for me
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| I had to lead my niggas to that bag before we all deceased
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| You gotta know this shit gets tricky, you against me or you with me?
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| Gotta bulletproof the trucks 'cause we most hated in the city
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| If them sucka niggas kill me, terrorize 'em 'til you with me
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| They say God forgive, then I hope he forgive them niggas with me, on the gang
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| Throw a block party with this chop, get your block lit
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| Bitch, I got the key to the streets like a locksmith
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| Young boss nigga, only right I got a boss bitch
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| FN open up a sucka nigga like a mosh pit
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| All them SI’s in your chain, them do not hit
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| White rose, about a hundred K, that’s for my kit
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| Your bitch wanna give me head and drink my kids
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| I told her freaky ass open up like a mosh pit, bitch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mosh Pit , by - SOB X RBE. Song from the album Strictly Only Brothers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп