Out The Block

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Shy Glizzy - Rap, DMV Rap

Out The Block

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[Intro] (Zaytoven) Young Jefe, holmes Hey, hey [Chorus] I keep my pistol on cocked, if you run up you get shot (Aw) Put him in a box, give no fuck about no opp (Goddamn, Goddamn, ayy) My niggas got locked, so I'm screamin' fuck the cops (Woo, woo, woo, woo) All this damn money, bitch, I got it out the block (Oh yeah) Bottles being popped, bitch, I got it out the block (Hey) Don't you see my watch, yeah, I got it out the block (Bling, blaw) Gotta keep my Glock when I'm standing on the block (Bang, bang) Everything I got, yeah, I got it out the block (Hey, hey, hey, hey) [Verse 1] Okay, bitches by the three, and I'm in here with my heat (Uh-huh) Drinkin' on that lean, and I'm not gon' hardly sleep I had a long day, running 'round with GG (GG) I came to the A just to talk about them P's (Hey, hey, hey) Cash on deck, you don't have to send no m�s (Beep, beep) I got the Sprinter bus, boy, go 'head and fill it up (Fill it up) .40 cal with them hollows, better fill 'em up (Brrt) Lookin' at my chain, why I might have to hit him up (Brrt) I ju- I jus- I just got a call that my youngin' caught a body (Brrt, brrt) Same nigga whole hood thought he wouldn't rat (Aw) They can't keep it G no more unless you gettin' charges (Goddamn) Wonder how he came home, he told on everybody (Goddamn, Goddamn) [Chorus] I keep my pistol on cocked, if you run up you get shot (Aw) Put him in a box, give no fuck about no opp (Goddamn, Goddamn, ayy) My niggas got locked, so I'm screamin' fuck the cops (Woo, woo, woo, woo) All this damn money, bitch, I got it out the block (Oh yeah) Bottles being popped, bitch, I got it out the block (Hey) Don't you see my watch, yeah, I got it out the block (Bling, blaw) Gotta keep my Glock when I'm standing on the block (Bang, bang) Everything I got, yeah, I got it out the block (Hey, hey, hey, hey) [Verse 2] Shout out to the few niggas that still keep it real (One hunned) Them niggas who ain't snitchin', rather sit they ass in jail (Omert�) The popos came their way, they ain't take no fuckin' deal (Woo, woo) I got a situation, I ain't got no fuckin' deal (Jefe) Be- Before I was a rapper I had twenty in the floor (Twenty) This rap shit ain't too bad, I get twenty for a show (Ooh) Changed up on my niggas, now my niggas all I know (Uh-huh) Boy, your ass a pussy, you done changed up for a ho (Pussy) I been on my bullshit, I ain't been feelin' like myself (Woah) But shit, I don't feel like no one else (Aw, aw, aw) I'ma slam on a nigga, I don't need nobody's help (Nope) Never will I be a hater, I hear that's bad for your health (Aw, aw, aw) [Chorus] I keep my pistol on cocked, if you run up you get shot (Aw) Put him in a box, give no fuck about no opp (Goddamn, Goddamn, ayy) My niggas got locked, so I'm screamin' fuck the cops (Woo, woo, woo) All this damn money, bitch, I got it out the block (Oh yeah) Bottles being popped, bitch, I got it out the block (Hey) Don't you see my watch, yeah, I got it out the block (Bling, blaw) Gotta keep my Glock when I'm standing on the block (Bang, bang) Everything I got, yeah, I got it out the block (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Hey

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Credits

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  • Zaytoven
  • Shy Glizzy