Текст песни Mr. Serv-On - Hit the Block, слова песни Mr. Serv-On

Текст песни Mr. Serv-On - Hit the Block

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[Mr. Serv-On]You niggas talkin`bout you run out of this and jump out of thatAnd hit a nigga block, haBut I don`t really think you know what it means to run up on a nigga`s shitAnd take what you want niggaCause as long as I can remember niggaDown south, No LimitWe take what the fuck we want[Mr. Serv-On]Ha, I`m addressin to show alot of niggaz in the rap game, shit bout to changeNigga you gotta know your pay, chose your side nigga, foe or friendI can`t pretend to love a nigga when I know I don`tI can`t pretend to love a woman when I know the fuck I won`tCause eveything I seem to love, seem to leaveAnd every nigga I see to trust, seem to scream jealously and betrail and bleedHow many niggas you know smoke weed to ease the ghost in they mindHow many niggas you know smile when the judge say 99I know alot of niggas in the rap game look at the tank on my chestAnd you say to yourself nigga, you hate my kindWhen you niggas sit on top of the rap gameYa`ll decided to sit back, get fat, smoke weed, get laidThen we came, nigga starvin in the middle of the nightLike a new young rapper on a New York trainThen we stepped off, pay the toll, nigga you know tanks rollWhy you niggas strollin in your videos in the parkWe was wagin bloody war in the darkAnd if you about that talk nigga, fuck youChorusYou don`t know when I hit your block I hit rightYou don`t know when I hit your block, aightYou don`t know when I hit your block, I hit it rightCause everything in sight gotta die tonight x2Now ease up nigga, don`t make a sound, lay it downI fuck with the Pound, and any new other gang won`t make me fuck with this rap thangI could take each one of my producers, send them each to one of your labelsAnd you finally get the feelin of what it feels like to get a real hitAnd don`t be afraid to look at that sound scan shitCause with the pound name niggaYou know you be shippin enough out the doorAnd pay you artist to a video, buy a house for your wife, you know my hoSee I was like Randy Moss, the top draft choiceAlot of you niggas looked at me but you was too scared to touch my voiceBut that nigga with the gold teeth picked me late in the first roundNow I get down with young savage niggasFrom LA to smoking weed with that nigga Tony from town 87, and Chi townI even get down with Jack Town Ballers, Mississippi niggasCallin me on my beeper sayin Serv, nigga you need extra triggerForever nigga, that`s how I do it when I put it down niggaIf you ain`t fuckin with a nigga I bang, hang, nigga lesson hang, sayin niggaChorus x2You know what I`m saying motherfucker?You goin know what`s happeningLike that little nigga that like to bark sayNigga talk is cheap motherfuckerYou know what I`m sayinSo when I hit your block you goin knowTo the niggaz in the rap game, I know you keep it real

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Hit the Block

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