lirik lagu oblock ocho - intro
[hook]
ocho in this b-tch man
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gang
[verse 1: oblock ocho]
late nights on the block
me and guc tryna creep with the glock [?]
catch a opp from your block, he gon’ get the whole clip on that n-gga, better duck or he ‘pop
f-ck a ho, chasing guap won’t stop
working hard till my next tape drop
ocho time coming, check that clock
smoking dope with my boy guwop [?]
ball shine got a tec for you n-ggas, run up on the squad that’s a dead dumb n-gga
they say i’m cold like chicago in december, catch a clout boy mma cook ’em like dinner
we out here poled up, pulling triggers
catch a opp, k!ll ’em all no witness
i’m flexing on these suckers, all about my fitness
and if he ain’t talking money, no business
gotta go hard, i do it for jmunna, rip my n-ggas. ain’t see the summer
30 shots in this gun, man them n-ggas, better run. hollow tips burn a n-gga up like an oven
smoking zeko, pop a flat, i’m buzzing
turned up to the max, you know i’m dumping
face shot got his head swollen like a pumpkin [?]
ocho up next man it ain’t no discussion
[verse 2: oblock ocho]
i’m a young stunter from chiraq
where n-ggas get k!lled when their -ss gone lack
my eyes low cause i’m off the tookapack
don’t ride the bus cause that’s how tooka lack
this act got me in it thinking imma need another 4
slide through the town with my ebk broes
call up c0ke boy need another four
bring some red or some purp man im tryna move slow
all these n-ggas saying, f-ck ocho
i think they want me to starting f-ckin’ on they hoes
n-ggas not real, stop lying to these hoes
jb my shooter, and b-tch he gon blow
me and lil skur riding in a four door
tp in the back hanging out the window
red beam on the glock, make it simple
i put the .40 to your cheek and your -ss a dead fool
your b-tch gave me some neck, nice and gentle
i bust on that b-tch face like a pimple
j-hood’ll beat you up like k-mbo
b-tch we all 0-6-4 no nintendo
n-ggas acting like they with it they pretend tho
we pull up on they block and they getting low
you sneak diss on the block then you gotta go
couple shots to his heart now he on the flo’
ocho up next, everybody know
.40 on my hip, let that b-tch blow
if b-tch wanna f-ck, she gotta do my bros
o block be the set, r.i.p o
disrespect the wicc, my n-ggas at yo do’
30 hit em up, i’m aiming at yo ‘fro
he claim he bdk, i bet he ain’t no mo’
hollow tips got his brain all on the flo’
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