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Bizzy Banks - Hit the Block (feat. Leeky G Bando) [Official Music Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Banks
Bizzy Banks
Vocals
Leeky G Bando
Leeky G Bando
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
majesty moses
majesty moses
Songwriter
Malique Wilson
Malique Wilson
Songwriter
Yosief Tafari
Yosief Tafari
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Fili Filizzola
Mastering Engineer
Nicholas Cavalieri
Nicholas Cavalieri
Mixing Engineer
Yoz Beatz
Yoz Beatz
Producer
Conor Hedge
Conor Hedge
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Hector Vega
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yoz, what you telling me?
Uh, when I get in my freestyle mode (G Bando Jordan)
Uh, like
When I'm feelin' my mixtape mode
[PreChorus]
Know them Structure **** got the city hot, uh
Pull up on any block, uh, like
And we still got them GLAs switching lanes
They ain't believe when I say that we up next, uh
Know them **** upset, uh, like
'Cause my **** came to take over the game
[Chorus]
I make the city hot in this bitch, uh
We keep the pistol cocked
We on any block in this bitch
We make 'em Milly Rock in this shit
We let the semi pop, Luv gon' send a shot
If he moving Wock' in this bitch
.357, baby, don't trip
Oh, he trust demon? No, he won't miss
I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding)
If they multiplying, then we gon' divide 'em
Take out they plug, the one who providing
Big dog, I do the deciding
That **** pussy, he need some guidance, like
I know he ain't riding
Only get low when I hear them sirens
If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
[Verse 1]
It ain't fair to me, uh
They don't care for me no more
Ask me, "Bando, baby, why you ballin' out?"
Dubai ain't here with me no more
That's why I be in Louis V every day
Bizzy say we wearing Gucci like it's Js
Mike Amiri jeans, Cartier shades
Shawty used to dub me, now she in my face
I was ballin' like my **** Blaze
I done fucked around, caught a case
Tell 'em don't fuck around, uh
I'll still shoot a **** in his face
See I got on Louis V, so she choosing me, uh
She think I'm a stain
But I got the Glock, keep it on my waist
Shawty, don't get shot for a blue face
[Bridge]
Shawty, don't get shot for these blue faces, uh
Grinding to the top, tryna dodge the hatred, uh, like
They got the cops tryna build a trace
Finna bond out on the case
Brand new opp, get 'em out the way
And we still poppin' Rosé cases
[Chorus]
I make the city hot in this bitch, uh
We keep the pistol cocked
We on any block in this bitch
We make 'em Milly Rock in this shit
We let the semi pop, Luv gon' send a shot
If he moving Wock' in this bitch
.357, baby, don't trip
Oh, he trust demon? No, he won't miss
I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding)
If they multiplying, then we gon' divide 'em
Take out they plug, the one who providing
Big dog, I do the deciding
That **** pussy, he need some guidance, like
I know he ain't riding
Only get low when I hear them sirens
If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
Written by: Malique Wilson, Yosief Benjamin Tafari, majesty moses
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