🎵 Hit The Ground // by Blockwork

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Hit The Ground

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February 8, 2022 📍 New York
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14 ContributorsHit The Ground Lyrics [Intro: Akon, BlockWork & Both] Elias Beatz Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground (Y'all know the fuckin' vibes) Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer (Suck my dick, nigga) Hey ladies, drop it down (Grrah, it's BlockWork, bitch nigga) Just wanna see you touch the ground (Y'all know my fuckin' vibe) Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (Run, you die, nigga) Shake your body like a belly dancer (Grrah-grrah, grrah) [Verse 1: BlockWork & Akon] I'ma flock that, I don't give a fuck If he front, he get hit in his gut I'm that demon, I'm clutchin' my gun If I up it, I bet they he run Make a move, pass the chop, you know I'ma oot You a fool, chat on the net, I'ma come to your school Stay with my gun, that's the number one rule I'ma flock, hit you and your mans Dummy done ran, see the gun in my pants A shot for this Glock, gon' fuck up his stance I beat up the pussy, she like, "Give me a chance" I'm like, "Drop it", pass the G-Lock you know I'ma pop it I'm like, "Shake it", for the gang she finna get naked Grrah-grrah, grrah I'm with Buna, he sending shots that's gon bust your medulla Lil Rah got left in the uber Sha got shot by a bitch, you not a ooter Ayo, JayDee, let's go crazy With my knocker, I think her name Katie I'ma up if he think he gon' play me Hang out the backseat, you know I go crazy, grrah-grrah Chalim better duck, I just wanna (just wanna see you touch the ground) Noah, Yellow, Diddy Bitch I'm lit, keep a gun in my city Off the perc, I go dumb with the sitchy Me and Buna go 50 for 50 Dot on his head, I'm tryna just pack him Yo stop, your mommas a crackhead And you know that we smokin' on all deads EBK and you know we on all red In the field, I be clutchin' my steel, and my momma be tellin' me chill But I'm tryna flock on a opp, I'm tryna knock off his top In the drop I was stirrin' the pot, like, send a shot Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom [Verse 2: Bankroll Buna] From the Ville, top murder rate, we run the city Fuck Sha, he got shot by a bitty Got hit and then turned to a piggy Ballin' on court, I can't go out like Diddy Spin through they PJ's, I'm looking for Glizzy Fuck 22, and we know you a mickey How you come home from a murder, a Blixky Everything dead shoot a O, shoot a dizzy You was smokin' on Pop, now we smokin on Nicky When we spin, we make this shit look easy We're some shooters that do it for Breezy And you know we still smokin' on Queezy (Queezo) With the apes and the sharks, we never played in the park Tony got hopped, and Yellow got taped I know I'm the nigga they hate Pick up the pace, big 30K, [?] got hit in his face And my gun in my hand, extended the clip Watch your shit or get wasted JayDee my brother, and he fighting a case Still finna up it, he lit [Verse 3: OMB JayDee & Akon] Okay, I'm tryna spin through the Gz EK pop, tired of smoking on Queez PJ, say cheese, don't even know you boy, get off your knees Totin' on Sally that bitch is a clown Mally got hit and he touched the ground 6-O, man, that boy got cancer Nas Blixk is a back up dancer Yo Blockwork, start lurkin' Once we leave the Courts, we on Bergen Yo Buna, no uber, you gon' be the driver, I'm the shooter Smoking on Diddy, that nigga is a loser Fuck Yellow, ain't talking no perc Fuck AR, know he soon get merked And EK pops got put in the dirt, like Why the fuck is he chilling with you? Oh, he ain't know that we spliffin' him too? PNV, tell him get off my dick Smoking on Lu, Gate, Tony and Nick V got hit let's hunt him down Rock gon' sing 'til he (touch the ground) Tutu heard what happened and then he dipped Stay out the field he ain't nun of that shit Lil' boy tryna spin on the 6 They ain't know 6 got no time for the Blixks And for lil' bro, we let it rip Tired of the drama, they calling it quits Nah, fuck that, are you dumb? Lil' bro let's play, oh no better get out the way I let everything go if he everything K New opp, in the swisher Can't catch him then we catching his sister Opp shot, too heavy, lemme fall back niggas did that already Can't get [?] or a Chevy can't move hot got a hemi on tele He got rich but I'm not even jelly Friend move funny I'm moving like Melly [Outro: OMB JayDee] Are you dumb, suck my dick nigga Poppa Jiggy you know the fucking vibes Smoking EK father, yessir Are you dumb, boom, boom, boom
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