Lyrics:
Man I spin that block
Hundred rounds no cap
Poser and Kieth, yeah we back in the booth
Dropping these hits upon hits, I'm just smashin
She a bad bitch,
Why my heart like crocodile cold like I got the top down COVID tried to shut block down but nigga we dont stop now nigga we don’t stop now
It’s
four or the five let me know which one more suitable
Free the niggas doing time counting in roman numeral
Ugly lil nigga from the block but this money
Man I spin that block
Hundred rounds no cap
Poser and Kieth, yeah we back in the booth
Dropping these hits upon hits, I'm just smashin
She a bad bitch,
and poppin' these Percs 'til I feel nauseous
Dissin' Scoom, we the first to hit your blocks with Glocks and choppers
You can't trust none of my niggas, just
you guaranteed to leave you on tha flo
We been through a lot
A year straight we was bendin blocks
One in the head i pass the pole to chop
He in the back
you a picture so you dummies understand
Hi my name is Jaden, everybody calls me Jay
I'm fifteen I'm from a poor block 'round the way
My mum tries
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
can't quit 'cause we ?? the grind
[Daz,(Kurupt):]
Yo ( Gangstafied back on the block)
Straight up
D-A-Z, K-you-are-you-P-T
Doing it like usual, you know
Yeah, I know you down for some ignorance, down
Sosa Baby
Coolin' on the block and we down for some ignorance
No love to the opps cause we down
the blood, +Throw Your Flag Up+
If you got the love in your heart, +Throw Your Flag Up+
[RZA]
Rollie Fingers in the back, son rolled the bag up
Street had
[Fat girl!]
[You're a fat girl]
[Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat girl] (repeat 2X)
(It's funky fresh Eazy E) new kid on tha block
And already got a fat
(Lil Wayne talking)
Fuck, Man I been on this block all day
Hot ??? my shirt, Hot
Boy that look like Baby
That ain't Baby
That is that nigga
eyes
People whooshing by
They're walking off into the night
Blue lights keep blinding my eyes
Bright, bright like the diamond shine
Have you ever
the back stairs
Like twenty grams, plus the caravan
I left the keys by the safe, erased the code and flipped the license plate
Got all the phone calls
chalk ‘em
Put your bitch ass in a coffin
Got your money, I’m gone
Back on the block, servin’ pounds
Trap money, I got strong
Yeah you know I’m on
All I
a chance
Gambling, whatchu gon' do when it's
Time to feed your family?
You gon' go handle it by gambling
We gambling, ayy, gambling
Gambling, gambling, ayy,
New power, new power, give it to me
Oh, it need some bottom in here lay it on me
(Hey now, hey now)
Everybody on the block say it is the best
New power, new power, give it to me
Oh, it need some bottom in here lay it on me
(Hey now, hey now)
Everybody on the block say it is the best
the lo'
(O'Block, O'Block, come on)
Bad bitch, light skin, bald head
Like Doodie Lo
Nigga reachin' for my chain and got
His ass put on the floor
(yeah,
ya'll can't hold me
Naughty By Nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't know me
Got to leave these hoes alone, they too
Kick your feet
Ride the range of a London street
Travel to a local plane
Turn around and come back again.
And at the chime of the city clock
Put
to go but be back by 8
So to call her at 9 to arrange a date
page
And now my Twitter hacked
Made a new page
Cuz I ain't begging
For my Twitter back
Calling all the goons to the block
We need are hittas back
Smoke
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