Lyrics:
thru on the block promoting wac sounds!
If you want a safe community, you better lock it down!
Lock it, lock it down
Lock it down
Lock It Down
Lock Lock
Lord please grant him health and all the safety make sure he reads and he pass to graduate
Lord please grant him health and all the safety make sure
me
Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday
Bottle service, head service, I came in first place
The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty
the invisibility cloak our
Blackness grants us
Because we've never truly been seen
The powers that be are hearing me
And fearing me
Since my mission is to dismantle
on the block
Yeah I hunting em down
Slide on the opps with a motherfuckin mop
Community service we sweep up the block
Say you a shooter boy no you are not
Community service, put up stop signs
(Hook)
[Kaveo]
Uhhh!!! Hold the fuck on!!
Did you or did you not tell these niggaz to stay within they envelope?
suggestion is to stay within your envelope
I`m block to block, swingin on vines
Community service, put up stop signs
[Hook]
[Kaveo]
Uhh! Hold the fuck
I switch up whips to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be around to make shit hot
I send Yayo to dump thirty shots on ya block
'Cause he spray that
to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be around to make shit hot
I send Yayo to dump thirty shots on ya block
'Cause he spray that TEC, n-, if I say get it
a five-star establishment
In Beverly Hills, where the décor
Is a disorienting maze of
Mirrors and black tile
And the room service menu includes bottles
and emporiums
Endorse inclusive behaviors, pooling the fruits
Of our labor with our dutiful neighbors
Cultivating villages with care, intentional community
I switch up whips to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be around to make shit hot
I send Yayo to dump thirty shots on ya block
'Cause he spray that
Yo, it definitely is a concrete jungle
And yet there's more to life than misery
We have to have unity in our community
We have to work together
on more power that’s more game
Like fuck you steering while loyalty control the lane
Ollie Ollie Ollie
Big Grant speak:
Chorus: My patna got gold grills
Bedstuy or Baghdad
Syria or Liberia, the west bank or the west side of Chicago
Where food and liquor stores still occupy the block
While police
come…
V108 Woman 4
You can not block us!
(Beat Change) V109 Woman 3 Finkelstein
speaking freely, let me come cleanly, I’ve been carrying things round
audi no d up can stop me no reacher can block me, feet up im cocky
Re up to eat up n keep up the profit, just be hush about, leeches r watchin
Average
is home
Either you rap sell drugs or work for Quinken Loans
The new Detroit not the Coleman Young era
Still air ya block if you movin in error
We built
futuristic jump ships, stop the idea, jump ship, jump ship, we're landing in the toughened glass body buddy finder(?), community based whorehouse, public
Word, we hit the block with purpose, the old ladies is nervous, but we far from them hoodlums
Seen us up in service, and we don't mean no harm, there's no
a real big shopper
Pharmaceuticals We the street doctors
We stepping all as a unity
I'm sacred in my community
Baby come put that pussy on me hate to say
niggas for my community service
But wait
They say it pours when its raining
Eroding away and I'm watching all the walls cave in
Reem in a jam they doing
Public service
Mane I gotta announcement
This shit that I'm smoking
I can't even pronounce it
If she want my money
Then she gotta bounce it
If
Nobody move, Nobody gets hurt for all it's worth
State of Emergency, red alert
I'm takin you for your currency,
service these stocks and bonds
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