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8th Block
34,480
Hip-Hop/Rap
8th Block fue lanzado el 27 de septiembre de 2019 por Winners Circle / EMPIRE como parte del álbum The Unluccy Luccy Kid
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Fecha de lanzamiento27 de septiembre de 2019
Sello discográficoWinners Circle / EMPIRE
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM136

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Sheff G
Sheff G
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Michael Wiliams
Michael Wiliams
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Great John
Great John
Producción

Letra

(Gang, shoot up, shoot up
That shoot up game, shoot up game
Ga-ga-ga-ga gang, move it, move it gang
Shoot up, shoot up game) great John on the beat by the way
Look
I done been through the struggle
I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music?
And I been through the system
There's nowhere to be they just come for that bread or you losin'
Watch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'
'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'
Never get comfy, just stick it and move it
Never you learn what I'm talkin' 'bout
Then **** triple your bands
But that money gon' be there before you go stretchin' your hand
Depend on your bitch
Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends
Depend on no man
Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans
No matter the situation
Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead
And flex like shit was lit
I was broke, they ain't give me shit
And my class, remember how they'd laugh
With the gang jokin' in the back
Scrolling for me I was skippin' on
Made the grip hot, **** pass it off
Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw
On the eighth block **** risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em
On the eighth block **** risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
They knew my name way before I knew 'em
Haters gon' hate, hope I run into 'em
On the eighth block **** risk it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me
No homo, the game make it clap for me
Don't come and get left in the past for free
Love my lil' bitch, said, "I love my lil' bitch"
She spittin' so nastily
I love my lil' bitch, said, "I love my lil' bitch"
She doin' me nastily
Lately been holdin' my anger in
I just been holdin' my anger in
Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me
I'm catching a man again
They want me locked up in a pen again, huh
Stuck in a pen again, they plotting on me all the way to the end
I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end, you know me
Made the grip hot, **** pass it off
Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw
On the eighth block **** risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't run into plenty of 'em
On the eighth block **** risked it all
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
Written by: Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Michael Wiliams
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