Lyrics:
from Da Brick City
This is DJ Say What
An' we're gonna blast y'all right now
With the new cut by Redman, ?I Don't Kare?
On W0 Fuck All y'all Radio
team for
Varieties really the spice of life (It is)
Sick of bland bitches got my diet right (yea)
I live and die by my decisions (I do)
Simply put I
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed Ghost is intelligent
Made thirty offa Def Jam I was killing 'em
Did cash
16's US missiles
Put some sauce on it
Tell 'em put some sauce on it
I think I put too much sauce on it
The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah
Yea (yea, yea)
Styles I hear you man
(Usher)
This it right here
I'm the King y'all know that
She the queen, came right back
(Yea)
Oh Remix
(Usher)
All I know is the block was hot
Block was hot
Can't tell me if it's real or not
All I know is the block was hot
We seeing colors like
Can't tell me if
And when she go shop
The show stop
Shock the whole block
She so hot
I clothes shop
Put it on lock
Body that won't drop
Bounce like hip-hop
It don't
___ entice
With a spice of life
Flow times twice as nice
And when she go shop
The show stop
Shock the whole block
She so hot
I clothes shop
Put it
bust a nigga head if you fuck with his bitch
Lil one got the court hot
Lil one got the dough bar in front of your mama house up in your block
Lil one got
'm from the clique called N.I.B.
Remix
Huh, yeah, it's 101, what?
You know what it is when you hear that, Harlem
Fix ya face or smacked in it, Harlem
on the block block my shot I'd rather ya not
Climax of the plot drop from the top still never stop
The bottom I don't like but I know life
And I know me and I
My block is hot, this Glock is hot (Hot, hot)
Jump out on my block, hop out of ya car
(Bow, bow)
Jump out like the SWAT, we duckin' the cops
(Ah, ah)
You know when you hear that haaa
Montana, remix
Yayo
All I know is yayo, every time she hit the block that ho she be on go mode
And if you try
bitch I'm hot
How can I not get all this money give all my niggas in the hood a block
Buy a drop and another watch then flex some more nigga how can I not
a bitch, and she done been around the block
I'm like, boy, you need to stop
You ain't hot, you ain't hot, nigga, boy, you need to stop
You ain't hot, you
Yo, Big Shaq (the one and only)
I told them check the statistacs
Man's not hot, skrrat, skidi-kat-kat, boom
Two plus two is four
Minus one
a mister or misses (bars are back)
I grew up in the city where the blocks hot
I was running thru the streets and the boulevard
The streets is hot, tell me
eatin chips
Sittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stash
How do we outlast? Always keep cash
[Spice 1 - Verse 4]
Sittin on the scene,
Your cinnamon, sugar, spice is melting down my mind
And now I'm seeing stars, oh my my I might
Oh I think I'll take a bite, irresistible by design
I'm nice
Add a little ginger and spice
For the kids in the block with the hot minute rice
Add a little ginger and spice to the mom leaving work
Working
'm scorching hot
Run the block
Been on 2 Pac
Stay away my mood shot
I'm nice you not
Wipe your nose
I'm sick
Flu shot
Bad girl and I'm making her boobs knock
my mind is a lunatic
Grew up with guns why you think I'm good with a stick
Spin the block hit em again on some who is this
Fuck him up once
Then again
survive in a snake town
Woo Woo
Woo hoo
Woo Woo
Woo
It really is hot in this motherfucker
Bitch, get off me
Bitch, get off me
Aye
Yeah
Woo
Remix
Excuse my
moving.
Hot as takis you can't cop it wit a pack of noodles former shooter servin a sentence and fighting addiction opps cell blocks and a system that time
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