Lyrics:
money make them killers pop outside
Who you ain't seen before (go, go)
He don't believe in demons 'til lil' bro hopped out that demon door
We put belt
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was
[Verse 1]
I hit the block and all you see is some shiney shit
You can't look my way too long 'cause it'll blind you quick
Everythang I drive, betta
lil' bitch
Hot off the thermometer, lil' bitch
Hotter than fish grease, lil' bitch
My ring cost a big VS, blown as my wrist
I'm gettin' money like
never forget me like Obama
They'll never forget me like old summers
In memory lane, they all drivers
And Lil Wayne an all timer
And I'd rather you
name?
Bitch, I can't believe I forgot (damn)
I'm outside all summer and you know the block is hot (hot, hot)
A bitch think that she her, but I know she
Box too hot
Box too hot
Box too hot
Box too hot
Box too hot
Box too hot
Box too hot
Put on my chains, flex on the snap, but you ain't recording me
If
hang
I'm a No Limit Soldier and we running the streets
Respect my hood screaming CP3!
Big Boz uptown nigga holding it down
My lil cousin Hot Boy the new
with Lil Wayne
I'ma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
'Cause I'm a sucker for pain
Used to doin' bad, now we feel like we just now
' Romeo)
How he choose Lil' whodi
I heard the bricks was out of style
(Master P)
Nobody ain't trippin, cause the 7th ward is packing
Mother goose bout
lil' bro, what's your issue? It's over a thot (thot)
You said that it's bigger than that (it's big), but no, it is not (no, it is not)
It's 'cause I be
it then sustain
No I can't go broke again
You that nigga own it mane
Roll a pound of Mary Jane
Block is hot orange flame
Got to call up Lil Wayne
Look
that it game now look we H-O-T
We ride in wars if we beef then we playin for keeps
(Lil Wayne)
What you ain't found out bout us
Cash Money
games in it
Thirty thousand dollar Rolex with Wayne in it
Got a Benz and a truck, 20 on my feets
Plus a house by the beach that I barely see
Man, this
Champaign bottles get to poppin' when u walk by
The mood is crazy "pimpin is is what pimpin' does"
You know what I'm sayin', it's two o'clock and the club
man, I'm throwed
I say damn, I'm cold, hot damn, I'm cold
Is it the ice in the piece
Or the ice in the chain? (Chain)
Is it the ice in the watch
soprano, so we gon' leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne
Make him change his
Lil Wayne
Remember December, November
Eating ramen noodles with ninety cent cakes
Little nigga, you stupid, straight clueless
You know what it is
Nigga,
but I think she's straight
'Cause she supported since Hot Beats
Right before Wayne came and got me
Out of the back room where I was rapping with Jas
been doin' that border, but that nigga would drown
My block been infiltrated by uh whole lot of fake ass niggas
Scared ass niggas, won't even bust uh
got the candy on the whips and the bike, nigga
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Started wit' some hubbers, twelve years old
Man, I swear to God I was
Cause we feel like this here
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo block so quick
I
block
It don't matta
I switch stats
Four, five, six a do da data
How she do a di di di that like that
Got da hood on da back
And da pockets is fat
the block hot just like Lil Wayne
Classy like Chloe and Halle, nasty like Megan
Losin' me, you drop the queen like blackjack in Vegas ('Latto)
Ooh, ooh
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