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"Just Took A Raid" is a track by D-Block Europe, from the album PTSD 2, released 14th November 2025. The track is 3:23 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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Today ain't been a good day, my traphouse just took a raid My darg catch M's don't tat' their face More platinum plaques on the way Heard London niggas ain't got guns, like I ain't got a mini AK Like I ain't givin' models cocaine, like I ain't put an M in my safe We out in Paris, this drip make a rapper embarrassed I know niggas sicko, like, "ew" Just got out of a deal Only 20-some wit all these mills All of these thotties, all over my body I made it a hobby, I love me a kill Bitches love me, I'm him, I ain't flaugin', this shit is for real Think I'm lackin', you pickle-head dill Not gon' speak on no action, that's 'posed to be concelead Before this rappin' we was up in the fields Tryna catch us a body, had trauma since lil Had to rob, I ain't have me a million Young and dumb tryna get it, you know how it feel Now I got it, I'm sicko I'm tired of these niggas, pretendin' to me to be real Send a bitch to go and do the coke deal Young rich nigga I ain't signed me no deal Lambo', double-R, movin' ghost still Show the trenches that we all got hope still We got to find a way, crack in the microwave Take a couple thousand, go get your nails done and go get microbladed My nigga got life, we cry And he ain't beat the case, we tried Mummy wipe them tears out your eyes 5 A.M in Paris, what a life We got to find a way, crack in the microwave I put the call in, bet by the mornin' that someone dying today Youngins' hoppin' out, masked up I won't ever Diddy, you can ask Puff Actin' like a hood nigga They don't even know the opportunities I passed up Big doinks in the air, gassed up Such-and-such died, he got blast up Know my mama hurtin', she gon' sit inside How she really feel, I won't ask her Flexed up but I made it, 'fore I came in both them bitches ate it Life I'm livin', course a nigga cocky Bitch, can no one stop me, I'm the people favorite We got to find a way, crack in the microwave Take a couple thousand, go get your nails done and go get microbladed Today ain't been a good day, my traphouse just took a raid My darg catch M's, don't tat' their face More platinum plaques on the way Heard London niggas ain't got guns, like I ain't got a mini AK Like I ain't givin' models cocaine, like I ain't put an M in my safe We out in Paris, this drip make a rapper embarrassed I know niggas sicko, like, "ew" Just got out of a deal Only twenty-some' wit' all these mills All of these thotties, all over my body I made it a hobby, I love me a kill Bitches love me, I'm him, I ain't flaugin', this shit is for real If I fuck with a bitch, then I'm flyin' her in Yeah, she shoppin' online, and I ain't surprised She probably just buyin' Skims (yeah) She ain't even know that I hit the corner to buy her designer things My bruddas still huggin the block Even though he lit, he's gonna die in sin More money, more clips, darg Hit the brick with a wash, let it whip, darg That money was written, and now they wanna lie on a scripture Way too deep in, deep in I think I'm way too deep in, deep in Way too deep in, deep in I think I'm way too deep in, deep in
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