Luyện nghe bài hát Block Boi

[Verse 1:
Out is sick, AR-70's and albino pits (Albino pits)
Patriots and bushmasters, home and licks
I'm in it to the most, you in it to flamboast (Boast)
You in it to tricking off to them hoes, I'm in to her buy me some clothes (Clothes)
I be my scraper like a Rolls, lemme stop lying, no I don't (Don't)
I be sideways on two toys, all the call me Unc (Unc)
Feasible, unheathable, the thing that ever did it (Did it)
Incredible like E. Jerome, you it, I'm a hit it (Hit it)
One of my youngsters just got popped a thumper (Thumper)
They wash him, they talking football numbers (Football numbers)
tryna stop him, it's murk in the Ave (In the Ave)
Take one of mine, I'm take three of (Three of theirs)
Some of you suckers take a lettuce from a cabbage (Cabbage)
A coon from a plum, kangaroo a radish (From a raddish)
Look at my life, look at my guys, look at my (Look at my fame)
Look at you guys, look at my eyes, at my cane (Look at my cane)

[Hook: x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put your head on a

[Verse 2:
M wanted this piece, (Already)
a 33-year-old Chevy (Old Chevy)
Replace everything, all in Heat (Yeah)
So much chrome under the hood, straight
Get my grown man on, Valley
On 22's, vet rallies (Rallies)
Tremendo, to the extreme, I go
Pimping I'm cleaner than a San car show
... Hotter than in August
Chevy Land me, I'm year one flawless (One flawless)
The law just, pull up beside me, me the thumbs up
I turn the beat up "That's what up"
Hah, tone, yadadamean
Got us out, smacking like magazine (Like magazine)
When I roll deep, I gotta van (Gotta van)
But right now, it's young Meek in the

[Hook: x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put head on a slab

[Verse 3:
Sick of turfs scorchers, smoking hot like a stove
Me and my Filipinos, Tongans and
... On the soil, precaution
On the roof, in the trees with the Latins, and watching, oooh
... Good grief, it's never been this ugly out here, we in heavy beef
They left his body in the streets for hours
vigils, sidewalk funerals and flowers, oooh
These youngsters aint listening, disrespecting me
Aint no OG's to holler at, no one to detonate,
... Chemical babies, the smoking rocks
Plus they aint never had a chance to know God (To God)
In my days, I was in the church
did what she could just to keep us off the turf (Keep us off the turf)
... But it no one to blame (But)
But and Regan and rock cocaine

[Hook: x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a to put your head on a slab