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Featuring Spodee & Drego Prod By Lil C (Bridge) I say now Wutchu know about standing on the block? Young ass nigga with his hand on the glock Nervous ass nigga, keep on watching for the cops Keep a blue file in my socks, I pull up and I drop my top (Hook) Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Verse) Banged up, got a big chick, Drank more, have a lot of sip Roll around on Pergosette Whole pound of that purple shit SongtexteFeragamo my fashion, smoke one with young Ashton My nigga throwin a B, ya already know what's breakin Wassup? Wassup? What's happenin? My plug sent me a package I make a lot of money and I'm living like savage Got a Audemar on my hand Just manage your ho 10 bands 3-65 we gon hound Any bitch out here kinda help Grind on that sex, countin up them racks Pound of that gas, all my rounds get cash Cause the big pan was the band That D shoe was the beer Nigga everything ain't worth my partner Got everything for sale (Bridge) I say now Wutchu know about standing on the block? Young ass nigga with his hand on the glock Nervous ass nigga, keep on watching for the cops Keep a blue file in my socks, I pull up and I drop my top (Hook) Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Verse) Okay shorty and her friend wanna fuck, wussup? I told her hop in the truck, like what? Wussup We getting money slow bucks Yall niggas ain't got no luck Ain't niggas ain't getting no money She ain't gon let you fuck Wassup? Why the hell is you starin? He bleed like I bleed so why the hell would I fear him Why the hell would I care as I long as I'm breathing this air And got these diamonds in my ear And that Ciroc mixed with that beer Wutchu know about standing on the corner? Just a young nigga, never heard of Feragamo But I heard of 9, heard of Tex, heard of bricks Got some young bitches skippin school suckin dick (Verse) Okay Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? My motorcycle my truck My ho yo bitch is slick I like the way that I fuck Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? On 4 with no light no dough Spend 12 on a dollar, homie Christie luke I turnt up I'm cold, the freezy way, got a lot of folk God pleased today Print hers key like D But ya ain't Spanish ho with me go E The way please just easy way Homie wanna see a nigga bleed today I'm with 20 yall niggas on scene today Said the goddamn one and go squeeze away Uh wussup? My neck, my rear, my stock Girl we got bitches stuck Young nigga get rich and fuck Ice water my piece, ice cubes in my cups I'm G'd up, front and feet up Then everybody know wussup (Bridge) I say now Wutchu know about standing on the block? Young ass nigga with his hand on the glock Nervous ass nigga, keep on watching for the cops Keep a blue file in my socks, I pull up and I drop my top (Hook) Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? (Verse) 25 cameras, 25 hammers Chilling in the hood with my hand on the hammer East side of Atlanta, Columbia drive shoutin Try me if you want, I bust yo head with that 40 I'm a walkin bank, you know I be kept talkin Never saw the draw but I know how to make it profit When I'm in the streets you never try me When I hit the club don't check for ID This shit here so FIE and yea we got the beach from the sea Young niggas gon have the club on swole Listen to my song when I fuck yo ho Walk through the door with 2 bad hoes I'm a young ass nigga, you a killa on the low She gon leave the finders flow Told the bitch to find the do So she started questioning, you know I got the extra ho like (Verse) Wutchu wutchu wutchu know about a whole quarter block? Pop the mollies, yea we got it, you want it comin sure Yea them folks might circle round but this shit don't ever stop They words blast in that water like we threw it off the dock I just finger fucked a whole bag of that loud Breaking all these laws, tryna make my mama proud Me and Kwe pulled up, sure crib be town Make yo girl say wussup I'mma beat that pussy down Ain't even worried bout yall Yall clowns ain't in my sight Me and my partners threw it out on the corner We done worked all goddamn night Glock 40, I ain't even finna fight That tool make a fool think twice Bad check make a bitch get right Travi go the boys take flight (Bridge) I say now Wutchu know about standing on the block? Young ass nigga with his hand on the glock Nervous ass nigga, keep on watching for the cops Keep a blue file in my socks, I pull up and I drop my top (Hook) Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Wassup? Aus Songtexte Mania