Lyrics:
the block
That’s a lot
We all see through the plot
Tho it’s tough and I
They can't even talk i see the lie
Got this shawty plotting by my side
I ain't gotta
you knew or not
East Atlanta, I'm with Mojo, he's got stupid nines
And in this section by myself, I'm a fucking gangster
College bitch say she always
The block's hot, the block's hot with top notch glock shots
Surrounded by fiends but in for slingers to drop rocks
The blue baggy bender boys, that's
you're bathed in aqua Regia
The Midas touch until your minds erupt and there the plot thickens
The block reeks with
Broken bottles and local rappers
partied man, motha fuckers throwin' up,
motha fuckers fightin' and shitÂ…DJ was whackÂ…
damn bout to party by myself man. Just sit back here and chill out,
the party is jumpin' to (break 'em off somethin')
I heard the O.G.'s they don't hit
And I'm the only one left from the West that you can't fuck with
But
Tryna bury them niggas who diss on my block (get that nigga)
No way, we be sendin' them shots like it's okay
Fell in love with my knock (like, what?)
that, me? I make mills off that
How the fuck can't y'all see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter
Outside is going crazy
Feels like the world is ending
But when I'm with you baby
My vision's kinda blurry
I'm blinded by infatuation and lust
Let's
in a mackadocious whip
A brand new Benz with a mackadocious kit
[Chorus 2X: Redman]
I heard the party's goin on in there
Well let me shake my
This how it is by the corner store
Gotta get it how you live by the corner store
In the field, By the corner store
Keep you still
Niggas kill by
youngins
Gettin money outside
Its a party on the block
We goin dummy outside
Blowing up za
Been so busy
I forgot about yall
Saying hi hater
While im
Uh, fuck it, top off
Bitches running hop-scotched
Niggas jugging cross sauced
Police buggin', cop knock
Fuck it, block hop
Brodie got the block hot
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
shit just a hobby
Why your bitch think she barbie?
We came to crash the party
Kick your mans out the lobby
So look
It started three days ago
Nigga start
changed when I made a Song
Told my niggaz
We gon' make it
Whether without a deal
Red Rarri for my mama
Jordan 5's for my niece niece
Throw a big party for
shit just a hobby
Why your bitch think she barbie?
We came to crash the party
Kick your mans out the lobby
So look
It started three days ago
Niggas start
what's your poison? Block out the noisy voices
No enjoyment no choices, no avoiding the voices
Purchase a problem to purge past pain,
That pain ask again
damage on our quest for cabbage
They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it
Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Exploit your weakness
damage on our quest for cabbage
They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it
Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Exploit your weakness
In the traps
I'm getting tired of hearing ya raps
Party on me
Spin bring it back
Moze wit me
That's a whole lotta straps
26 28
I gotta live by the g
here we swiping every pop in town
Young nigga 16 shinning like a light
Get the bag in the morning get it gone by the night
Tree block baby Pooh Pooh
I'm getting naughty
We leave the party
I swear I'm not a tease you won't be sorry
I want a rich nigga fuck him in the Ferrari
If I cheat and he find
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