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"Change" is a track by D-Block Europe, from the album Street Trauma, released 27th December 2019. The track is 2:39 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about D-Block Europe.
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I feel a stab up in my back I got my killers coming back I cut that coke up into crack, Yeah 18 up in Harrods, no racks, yeah If you suck it real good I'ma have to buy a bag, yeah 18 I was learning how to cook crack Hit a lick and never had to look back (Back yeah) Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at Tell me where it's safe so I can put that (Back yeah) Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack Feds up on my case don't ever look back (Back yeah) She wanna fly away so I'ma put that If I beat the pussy up, I don't mean hook that Yeah, let's fuck tonight 'cause that's a chance you'll never get again Just left the jeweler, VVS, my set is wet again I thought that nigga was my dawg but he gave evidence I spent some thousands on that pussy can't she haven't sent Yeah, up at the stove, cover your nose while I cook crack Me and LB hit a lick and then we never looked back Had a shank and some butts in my book bag Tryna explain to my mother that the hood's mad I feel a stab up in my back I got my killers coming back I cut that coke up into crack, Yeah 18 up in Harrods, no racks, yeah If you suck it real good I'ma have to buy a bag, yeah 18 I was learning how to cook crack Hit a lick and never had to look back (Back yeah) Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at Tell me where it's safe so I can put that (Back yeah) Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack Feds up on my case don't ever look back (Back yeah) She wanna fly away so I'ma put that If I beat the pussy up, I don't mean hook that I done some crazy shit I wish I never did that If you was eatin' in my trenches then I woulda got you kidnapped Shot up in his body, leaving holes up in his six pack I see niggas goin' crazy just to get their kids and bitch back I was the youngest trap boss so these niggas don't play with me Youngest zinger in my city, buss down, done it blatantly I was goin' cunch, tellin' mummy that I'm at KB's It was me and Ads, goin' country, selling two of each yeah I feel a stab up in my back I got my killers coming back I cut that coke up into crack, Yeah 18 up in Harrods, no racks, yeah If you suck it real good I'ma have to buy a bag, yeah 18 I was learning how to cook crack Hit a lick and never had to look back (Back yeah) Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at Tell me where it's safe so I can put that (Back yeah) Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack Feds up on my case don't ever look back (Back yeah) She wanna fly away so I'ma put that If I beat the pussy up, I don't mean hook that
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