paroles de chanson Hit the Block - Yung Bleu
I
kept
it
real
with
some
niggas,
I
should′ve
let
'em
starve
I
cross
my
heart
and
hope
to
die
before
I
let
′em
rob
They
used
to
shit
on
my
image,
now
I
got
better
cars
Switching
my
lingo,
I
can
cut
up
with
no
metaphor
I
live
with
bitches
in
the
hills,
sleeping
with
the
stars
I
ain't
have
no
key,
I
broke
in
like
a
crowbar
Just
keep
your
head
on
straight,
nigga,
go
hard
Just
keep
your
head
on
straight,
nigga,
go
hard
I
keep
it
street,
you
niggas
know
what
it
is,
baby
I'm
from
the
streets
and
I
been
keepin′
it
real,
baby
Hop
in
this
ride,
you
got
sex
appeal,
baby
Just
keep
it
gutter,
I′ma
buy
you
new
heels,
baby
Now
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
Come
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
Now
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
I
fuck
'em
by
the
twos,
I
don′t
care
what
they
say
I
know
you
sick
with
it,
I
can
be
your
medicine,
bae
I
keep
my
mack
game
strong
but
my
pimp
game
stronger
And
she
just
left
a
nigga
'cause
I′m
fuckin'
her
longer
On
your
hot
girl
shit
like
you
Meg
Thee
Stallion
Suck
a
dick
like
a
trick,
I
might
buy
you
medallion
And
I′ma
ride
it
like
a
horse
(Like
a
horse,
like
a
horse)
Make
you
cum,
make
you
moist
(Make
you
moist,
make
you
moist),
yeah
Girl,
you
can
cry
up
in
this
Honda
or
cry
in
this
Rolls
Royce
I'm
in
town
for
the
night,
so
you
better
make
a
choice
I
know
you
just
wanna
fuck
me
'cause
you
love
my
voice
And
motherfuck
you
to
my
haters,
Bitch,
and
that′s
from
the
heart,
yeah
I
keep
it
street,
you
niggas
know
what
it
is,
baby
I′m
from
the
streets
and
I
been
keepin'
it
real,
baby
Hop
in
this
ride,
you
got
sex
appeal,
baby
Just
keep
it
gutter,
I′ma
buy
you
new
heels,
baby
Now
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
Come
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
Now
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
If
the
police
come
blow
the
spot
down
Tell
me,
is
you
gon'
hold
these
rocks
down?
Stash
it
in
your
chest
They
might
tear
this
bitch
apart,
But
they
can′t
see
what's
in
your
breast
I′m
a
mess
I
told
you
before
that
I'm
certified
AR
in
the
living
room,
we
never
got
burglarized
New
chopper,
I
cut
the
top
off
the
dick
like
he
circumcised
We
groupin',
go
buy
some
Glocks
for
the
gang
when
it′s
murkin′
time
I
was
servin'
in
front
the
store,
I
ain′t
make
it
to
work
in
time
She
bitchin'
crazy
′cause
I
ain't
been
home
in
a
minute
Tryna
get
this
money,
I
ain′t
have
no
loan
in
a
minute
Couple
pounds,
I'ma
have
those
bitches
gone
in
a
minute
Go
get
your
nails
did
or
something,
mind
your
business
I
do
this
shit
colossal,
I
got
on
my
hater
blockers
Put
50K
up
in
the
air
and
see
who
take
the
offer
I
do
this
shit
colossal,
I
got
on
my
hater
blockers
Put
50K
up
in
the
air
and
see
who
take
the
offer
I
keep
it
street,
you
niggas
know
what
it
is,
baby
I'm
from
the
streets
and
I
been
keepin′
it
real,
baby
Hop
in
this
ride,
you
got
sex
appeal,
baby
Just
keep
it
gutter,
I′ma
buy
you
new
heels,
baby
Now
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
Come
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
Now
count
this
money
while
I
hit
the
block
I
kept
it
real
with
some
niggas,
I
should've
let
′em
starve
I
cross
my
heart
and
hope
to
die
before
I
let
'em
rob
They
used
to
shit
on
my
image,
now
I
got
better
cars
Switching
my
lingo,
I
can
cut
up
with
no
metaphor
I
live
with
bitches
in
the
hills,
sleeping
with
the
stars
I
ain′t
have
no
key,
I
broke
in
like
a
crowbar
Just
keep
your
head
on
straight,
nigga,
go
hard
Just
keep
your
head
on
straight,
nigga,
go
hard
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