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I be dat nigga Lil lowa ballin out of control
pockets on swole dats how x blocc roll
im throwed like ludacris I got hoes
like flip I got flows
like o I get yo's
strapped wit 4 4's kickin in does
I work all day cause my blocc don't close
I do what i suppose stay flippin o's
probably so blocc whips and some expensive clothes
I riding on vauges stoppin at corner stoe's
I get my hustle on after I do my show's
all these druges get sold this could never get old
its kinda hard fo me to fold all dis money I hold
rolled up a fat blunt kickin it like a punt
you know the blocc come on the first of the month
I on the money ha' and I refuse to loose
I'm gon be acting a fool while I cruise on 22's
give me a lot of hoes all I need is one life
give me alot of doe all I need is one mic
dis x-blocc dont hate we bout to run it
im Lil Lowa represent 3200
so fucc how you feel im rolling wit six mill
dis a x-blocc boy so chill fo' you get killed
the game is real and I got to hustle strong
I got me a zone
and I aint leaving to its gone
like ray stone
ride big bodies on twangs
throwin' up my gangs
cause its a x blocc thaaang