Key: A minor
Verse 1
C#m
I'm on the block, posted up like I was
Big Shaq drink dripping out my glass,
A
C#m
cuz I'm leading to the left
I'm on the block, posted up like I was
Big Shaq drink drippin' out my glass,
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C#m
cuz I'm leading to the left
They say I stay on the skeena
& push to kill the cheeva
Caps never leave the pad
without the coke and the nina
Stay posted on the corner
with a whole bunch of snow
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Peter boots pullin' up, 53's full of dro
Ya got my papi gone thorn,
that's a countin' on dough
I go to bed at night with a fresh ass hoe
When I'm askin' for some head man,
she never says no
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C#m
She post up next to me with a 44
Ride along with me in a blue 6 -4
Got love for the bitch,
but I don't love it though
I stay on my feria, papa tryna do it,
want that cocaína money
And stay posted on the block
from the morning to night
Push the grass and them ice,
brown tar and white
And if the huita shows up,
we'll just lighten em up
Cause you know a mexicano ain't giving
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G#m
C#m
a fuck
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G#m
C#m
I'm on the block,
post it up like I was Big Shaq
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C#m
I'm on the block,
G#m
C#m
post it up like I was Big Shaq
Drink drippin' out my glass,
cause I'm needed to the left
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G#m
Drippin' drippin' out my glass,
Yeah, I got that raw on the scale,
countin' up my mail
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C#m
G#m
Comin' out the county,
Papa's on a mission, daddy got the work
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G#m
Fuck around with my head,
Instead we squeezin' guernos,
we shootin' 45
G#m
C#m
We bustin' 24, you workin' 9 to 5s
We count it on the table,
we count it on the floor
We makin' movidas,
dem narco movidas
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C#m
G#m
Stayin' in the club with
Bottles of tequila,
decipherin' the wheelas
We baggin' it up, that's it,
we shippin' it out
Posting up all day on the Detroit corner
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C#m
Going home at night without no leftovers,
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G#m
C#m
nah
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C#m
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G#m
C#m
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C#m
They said we countin' up the cheese,
razor -bladin' birds
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G#m
Break em' down to tens
How many Mexicanos
you know
that's makin' these moves?
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C#m
Comin' through with a couple
hundred million fools
We ain't broke no more,
they said we got it large
F#m
C#m
G#m
Parkin' five mil lion cars,
Sittin' on my couch,
get my smoke on
F#m
C#m
Printin' spears in my pad,
bye -bye with no clothes on
Rukas wanna thug,
they don't wanna scrub
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G#m
All that mafioso shit is
Fool, we keep it gangster,
Mexicanos do it different
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C#m
By the more than half,
you and your cartel missing
No testifying,
they say we ain't never snitching
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G#m
We from poor neighborhoods,
So we staying on the block,
homeboy, we keep it hot
I'm on the block,
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G#m
C#m
post it up like I was Big Zag
Drank dripping outta my glass,
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C#m
cause I'm needed to the left
I'm on the block,
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G#m
C#m
post it up like I was Big Zag
Drank dripping outta my glass,
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cause I'm needed to the left
C#m
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G#m
C#m
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C#m
I'm on the block,
post it up like I was Big Shaq
A
C#m
I'm on the block,
G#m
C#m
post it up like I was Big Shaq
Drink drippin' out my glass,
cause I'm leanin' to the left
Drippin', drippin' out my glass,
cause I'm leanin' to the left
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