SL x PA Salieu – Hit The Block

Hit The Block – SL x PA Salieu Lyrics, Letra:
Chorus
Hit the block
I got what you want, I got what you need
Fuck your bro
I got loads of crow, I got hella tree
That your ho?
Good at talkin’ bone, better on her knees
I don’t sleep cah the money won’t
And that’s where I be

Verse 1
How can I rate them?
We ain’t the same
I had chain ‘cause I popped it (Like that)
We ain’t the same, lol
I texted when you copped it (Like that, like that)
No name, no names
You violate and I took piss (Like that, like that)
King outta order
I helped them man, they Judas (Like that, like that)
They thought they were smarter (Like that, like that)
And dumpers
Could you handle the killin’ machine? (Boaw)
Missionary and assume (Bomboclaat)
Mystically (Ooh)
What I’ve done for the money
My first re-up, invested in butty (Like that, like that)
So many en-enemies (Mm) cah they wan’ be me (Me)
Frontliner, shot me in the head and I’m still breathin’ (Them louts)
All I see is patties, how many man got whacked?
Bro there, we tap that gauge (Baow)
Hit that score near Walkden flats (Like that, like that)

Chorus
Hit the block
I got what you want, I got what you need
Fuck your bro
I got loads of crow, I got hella tree
That your ho?
Good at talkin’ bone, better on her knees
I don’t sleep cah the money won’t
And that’s where I be

Verse 2
Brodie sent him to the moon
Thought he made the news
Rollin’ up your friend (Yeah)
Fuck it, give me a twos (Yeah)
Said let’s go again, I had to refuse
She do magic with her head
Had my noddy out of use
Look, said she do it real bad, let me demonstrate (Bad one)
I told brodie, move back, I didn’t hesitate (No, I didn’t)
Knew a pretty little bird, real feather-weight (Yeah)
‘Til she done the whole gang, now she a heavy-weight
Bad bitch, she be active, let me say it
Catfish, had to act quick, get away
Smoke to the face when I wanna blaze
Bro, brung it back then he done the race
Brodie just hit a lick, nigga, are you happy?
Took the phone and the grub, we done a double whammy
Even if the food be soggy, I’m still phonin’ Sally
‘Cause the fiends need their fix and they’re over-catty

Chorus
Hit the block
I got what you want, I got what you need
Fuck your bro
I got loads of crow, I got hella tree
That your ho?
Good at talkin’ bone, better on her knees
I don’t sleep cah the money won’t
And that’s where I be
Hit the block
I got what you want, I got what you need
Fuck your bro
I got loads of crow, I got hella tree
That your ho?
Good at talkin’ bone, better on her knees
I don’t sleep cah the money won’t
And that’s where I be
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