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BlocBoy JB – Left Right Lyrics

BlocBoy JB – Left Right Lyrics

BlocBoy JB – Left Right Lyrics

Left Right Lyrics by BlocBoy JB

[Intro]
Ha, yeah
Mmm, ha

[Verse 1]
See how society makes us
Work us like a slave then they talk about pay cuts
You gotta have a cape if you wanna come save us
They cannot feel our pain ’cause them n—-s they ain’t us
Thinking ’bout the days we was down bad and f—-d up
Tryna make a play, tryna get our lil’ bucks up
Nobody really f—-d with a n—a
See you getting money, try to f–k with a n—a
Man what’s up with these n—-s?
They need to go to the pond if they looking for a duck, right?
You had my son so you had to let me f–k right?
She happened for a reason, I dodge her like bob and weaving
Mr. Telephone Man, man this s–t bopping season

[Hook/Chorus]
Burn a n—a a-s, I can’t cook right
Before you cross that street, you gotta look right, then a left right
I just hit this n—a with the left right
N—a you a baby, ‘fore you walk you gotta get your steps right
I don’t like that b—h, I pushed her down the steps, right
Grape Street Crip, you know my flag is to the left, right
You talking ’bout some shooting you know they call me Steph, right?
Beefing with the block, must be on crystal meth, right?

[Verse 2]
I don’t really know, I just wanna know
My n—-s bang the 8, call ’em Ocho, but not no Cinco
I just hit five b—–s in a row, hopped up like bingo
All these b—–s love my style, they love this Memphis lingo
Cruising in a limo, laying back like it’s limbo
If I don’t f–k with you, don’t want you ’round, that s–t simple
‘Cause you see how they do a n—a
F–k with you ’cause it’s beneficial
I can’t love a ho, I let ’em blow me like some toilet tissue

 [Hook/Chorus]
Burn a n—a a-s, I can’t cook right
Before you cross that street, you gotta look right, then a left right
I just hit this n—a with the left right
N—a you a baby, ‘fore you walk you gotta get your steps right
I don’t like that b—h, I pushed her down the steps, right
Grape Street Crip, you know my flag is to the left, right
You talking ’bout some shooting you know they call me Steph, right?
Beefing with the block, must be on crystal meth, right?

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