Lyrics:
block
Bop Bop Bop Bop
This that bop on yo block make it hot
This that bop on yo block make it stop
Money clothes
Snatch her soul
That's how all my
That bitch ain't shit
Just fucked her face
Just swallowed my kids
Only thing that she ate
Aye
Slide on my block and
You wont slide again
Got 40s and macs
I still do a drill, I still do a hit
Tell Big Ruthless send the drop
Spin his block with this four-nick
Yeah, we still hit a lick
We still will fuck
bands to get my family hood
Run up on my block and I'm a touch up on yah hood
Don't put yah foot up in the grass or u gone find whats in the woods
Two
it
She getting rough I tell her don't pull on my Hilfiger
I'll snatch a bitch up quick you must forgot I was a street nigga
I remember my first blick,
Rico hit his block with the Draco
Im over the top with the Draco
Shit all my niggas ride with the dracos
Shit its the way I smell, it be that Draco
cye Yo
Yellow Gold oyster
Buss the face with canaries
Hang my arm out the window
What the fuck can niggas tell me
Hit the block wit crunch
We gon' bend through the block, and leave it messy Kay
Call me a vet, the way I'm puttin' him down
Yeah, he is a goofy, yeah, he is a clown
laugh in
is runnin' and duckin' up
Under everything up on the block
'Cause Busta Bus and Flipmode just tip toed into the club
Then with Shady quietly trying
ain't worried 'bout nobody, yeah
My lil youngin'll snatch the soul out him
That's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake
That's my youngin
If
be rockin', only with your pop poppin'
Everyday I'm getting better and better, my peak raisin'
Snatch whack emcees off the mic when the beat
when they lightin they spliff
I want my tires on fire when I'm pushin a whip
I put my block on fire with the product I sell
It's the Opposite of H2O,
nigga's wake-up, smoke water and drank up
Heavenly, blocks flames from 20's to the seventies
It's ballers tuckin' fed cash, to get you dead fast
Gangstas
want to make a bet?
Remember this, lounge you in the danger zone
E got the blocks on snipe the drop zone (uh!)
Peep the whip, I'm sittin' on twenty
There ain't no trouble in rock (rock)
On every block (block)
Late for School, Late for Work
But ahead of these cops (cops)
My credit is shock, in
[Leatha Face]
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
My enemies heart
okay
Sat in prison all them years and I came out hurt
On the block of no return, shoot at unknown curbs
I got two sides to me, half grizzly, half
bitch (not no average bitch)
Came a long way from fuckin' on them thots and shit (on them thots and shit)
In the apartment, and the block hot and shit
the street sweeper, nigga
Quick to leave your whole block shook an' shot at
From fuckin' round with the Midack
Eleven, twenty-four, act 47
Fuck who's
sweeper, nigga
Quick to leave your whole block shook an' shot at
From fuckin' round with the Midack
Eleven, twenty-four, act 47
Fuck who's standin' around
Murda
Ce uuu
Welcome to my world turn a block and get shot
Got caught doing the job ain't no snitching to the cops
Be cautious who u hang wit cause
of shit that you pump on your block
[king just]
Off top, i came to blow the whole spot
Solid as a rock, my whole style is unorthodox
Astronomically bait,
not the E, you want to make a bet?
Remember this, lounge you in the danger zone
E got the blocks on snipe the drop zone (uh!)
Peep the whip, I'm
'cause
They know what's up
I could spin with the As and then throw it up
Give your block a new name
And then blow it up (Baow)
Snatch your name off your
Discuss these snatch block Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In