YNW Melly Lyrics
Beat A N*gga Block by YNW Melly
Ayy
Ayy I want mother
fu**in' dollars and digs, you know what I'm sayin'?
EY3ZLOW on the beat
YNW for life
Beat a nigga block with that mother
fu**in' chopper
With some real niggas, we gon' pull up with them boppers
Catch a
pu*** nigga, hit his
as* with the Glock (With the chop)
Hit him with the F&N and we don't give no
fu**s
Beat a nigga block with that mother
fu**ing Glock
I don't give no
fu** 'bout a
pu*** or an opp
Catch a nigga lacking hit his
as* at the stop (At the stop)
Sign, I ain't worried about you 'cause I got, hah
(Got mine, got mine, catch a nigga slippin')
I ain't worried 'bout you 'cause I got, hah, mine
Don't you worry 'bout the
fu**ing gang (The gang)
I swear to God, I'm just like Wu-Tang
Ridin' 'round the city with this mother
fu**in' chopper
Catch a nigga slippin', swear to God we catch an opper
Police looking for me with the
fu**in' helibopters (Helicopters)
Yeah, the helicopters, we don't give no
fu**s, though, ooh
She gon' shake them balls (Skrrr)
That how it sound when she be
su**ing
di**, haha
That's how you know she with the
sh**s, haha
Blood Gang, we got hella sticks
Ayy, hold up wait, what you say?
Say you want an iPhone 8
Bome here,
bi***, oh yeah, okay
Hold up, wait, I was locked up for that
fu**in' iPhone 8
When I got
out, guess what was out?
fu**in' iPhone 10
I want Benjamins, ayy, I'm gon'
fu** her friends, ayy
She gon' swallow
di**, like some vitamins
She gonna
fu** the clique (Hey), I am a sinner
I am a sinner, pull up with a pistol
You know I'm a winner, we shoot at beginners
We shoot at beginners
I pull up on you with a pistol and shoot at your mama
I don't give a
fu**, I'm really 'bout action, I really will shoot at your mama
Really will shoot, really will kill, really will drill
Really will pull up with Glocks, Mortal Kombat, I got skills with me
Come to the money, you know we gon' have to flip it
I got ten bands in my pocket while rebording
Ten bands in my pocket while recording
Shorty wanna
fu**, she say she wanna be my shorty (Hey, shorty)
Stupid
bi***, I got the nine, oh, I'm playin'
Wait, I
fu** with GlokkNine
But ayy lil' bro, this
sh** right here a .40
Ayy, this
sh** here brazy
I done finally made it
Crackers let me off probation so I feel amazin'
Ridin' 'round the city with this mother
fu**in' chopper
Catch a nigga slippin', swear to God we catch an opper
Police looking for me with the
fu**in' helibopters (Helicopters)
Yeah, the helicopters, we don't give no
fu**s, though, ooh
She gon' shake them balls (Skrrr)
That's how it sound when she be
su**ing
di**
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