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They ain't hot like us,
Fuck a hook ain't nobody gonna rock like us
You on the gram, aint on the block like us
Aye, homie got a glizzy, but won't pop

dead money gang
It's that chico from
Round the way
You already know
That Chico flippin' packs
Need that Zaa hit my line
Yeah
I heard these pussies
Out

Them man are pretending
All that talk on the net
You know that's selective
We pull up on blocks
And we bend them
Big boy trucks they ain't rented
I'm

Chapo, FC Making my way downtown and making my way to
the block, mm-hmm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Making my way downtown then making my way

night look lively
Don't even hit my line, you know where to find me
You can find me at the block party
Yeah, we outside, it's a good day
Come through

leaking  he fast on his feet

I'm on that block, it's just me and my heater
Order ready, I pass him a bean
I'm steady trapping, no time for no eater
Cause I

Yeah!!
Da block
Da block taught me the ropes
I know too much bout dope
I seen a nigga solid
Seen a nigga choke
I never get too close
Can't never be

Stolen whip
Lurk on the pagan block 
See broski crash dat coupe

Whos dat youte
I swear man fucks with the opps
Soon put dat in my zoot

Take mans

block and killed his partner
Homie said it's war time, say less, but I'm outside
Call my shooter up, bring the chopsticks, on the front line
It's crunch

wrote
Inspired, son, all my heroes got fiery flows
Line up you weak ones and zeroes like binary codes it goes
I strike lanes, cause I learned from many

that creepin' on the block with no lights
Hold up, who that creepin' on the block with them tents
My slime's not fisherman, but they like to fish

Clean

Coulda swear you five, you throwin' tantrums
And every time she a leave, she runnin' back to
Put it all on the line
Gyal yuh wasting my time
She look me in

Tell me what's the vibe while I'm riding through the block
Tell me what's the vibe am I sliding through or not
Baby tell me what the vibe is
Tell me

That block I played with fish scale Tucked in my tube socks, the hunnid sneak
Twenties and tens, that's in my loose knot Throw a shot, they gon'

online, sayin' I hate men
But... if I tell her spin the block, she'll do it again
Mix the zoob with a touch of blem, she wants me, I want her friend
Eric

and started fuckin
ratting ' Goddamn, you ain't gotta like my shit
Stay away from me and my clique, whole lotta gang shit

Posted on the block with a fifth, but

Writer's Block
I'm so tired of seeing talent
Being robbed corporate bandits
Playing same demographics
Such a shame unestablished
Under managed

give it up
Can't block my wave
They ain't big enough
Can't stop K shine
I'm a zip em up
Round of applause
To the real give it up
Give it up
Give it up

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Sheesh

Would you spin the block for me
If the ops tried to get the drop on me
Me, yeah
Or would you wait to catch 'em

now
I don't give a fuck, I got your thot now
Imma go kill it and I been down the block now uh, uh (pop, pop)
Shit nah get it like this, where they been?

a reminder, imma remind ya that I been up on the block
I been him, always had the game on lock but
Hold up, hold up I don't think that I could ever stop
I been

block my shine
Small circle can't steal my light
Long road,  be there no time

Ain't nobody gon kill my vibe
Too Up can't block my shine
Small circle

Intro vocals
Applause
Yah yah yah uh
Yuh I had to block out the noise
I had to go bet on myself (ye)
Can't stick around for the games
I really ain't

Yeah spin on yo block ,yeah spin on yo block
Frr shootin my glock
Cop brand new designer I cannot re rock
LA mansion party bad bitch we brought, x