Lyrics:
a rental, hit the opps block, bet we'll slide with tint
Hit the opp block, bet we'll slide with tint
They done slid once, they ain't been slidin' since
(that's it)
Tryna disrespect the set is where we drew the line
Get killed, ask him what time it was when you knew the time
If Chet found a gun in
I wanna pull with no top
On-top of 22 circumference
Trunk been thumpin, down the block
The block been hot since I was young
So fuck the sun, I stay
Grrah, grrah, boom ah
Every opp shot everything dead
If it get lit, I'm bendin' through that block
Tell the Y to send a couple shots
We drop
[Ransom]
Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot
I damage the block
I scramble like Randall with rocks
I'm that nigga in
you underground (yeah)
And to you pretty thugs (yeah) I blow ya chest up (yeah)
While you dressed up (yeah) my niggas vest up (yeah)
We on that block
'cause I put the title to the benz on the line twice
I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shit
That 9mm ruger to your knot shit
See the difference is
in line
Uptown thoroughbreaded from the south Bronx
How blocks in Miami, Khaled outcome
You made us, they hate us, just to say the latest
Life nothin'
for sure
My bruddas keep their mash dashed
Neat under the floor
I'm the one on the block
Giving youngers the raw
Sit 'em down, get 'em schooled up
Keep
last summer
I'm on the block with my bros, block too hot, we go home
Yeah, my VVs, they froze, Icebox that's home
If a nigga hate he broke, hey, he
the midst of all the melee
Y'all niggas just bitches with dicks like Sheneneh
Your rap styles are phony, your lines are just dead
And I be on them lines
now you get it, better yet, with it
One come test me now
Tell 'em the line get it
And bit them off a chip or
The block or the wood
Little homie couldn't
rollin' up indo outta toilet tissue
Ain't this a bitch, some niggas are scared to hit it
Fool I'm with it
So phone check, nigga get the fuck off the line
with number nine, uh
Little brother, he servin' time
I just hope he don't even lose his mind
I ain't the richest but I'm in line
Speakin' of lines
To show these niggas that I'm grown (On bro)
I go back to my block, cops on my dick
I get low if im totin' on Sally
Bitch I really work hard for this shit
put your life on the life on the line?
When it all goes wrong it's like you lost your mind
Don't know how I feel, they're like, "He must be fine"
Brrra (ey)
Lucry, Suena
Hehe, la la la la la la la
Lines aus Kristall, für die Dämonen Vitamin
Hellwach am Block, ja, mein Blackberry-Handy ist
I was 17
Born on the side of town where them killers ride around
Pull up on the block with a block, gon tie it down
Pistol in his pants and he
Murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started
thug from the street, yes, die for the cause
Dips the blocks with the heat, right next to my balls
I be the first nigga to jump on the - front line
Slang
Just like me
You ready to die behind your block, just like me, yeah, yeah
If I don't pour certain lines, bro, I just can't sleep
He bought
the block and open up
We gon' die by that
(repeat)
Juvenile:
We raised up lookin' at trees and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some menthals
on the tox' clippin' that clean
Holla on the block cause we under degrees
That's what about rep that A-P-T's
Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy
I'm that
soulful type shit, Hip-Hop in it's rare form"
[Carl Thomas] "Spend a dollar on some wine, hand my clothes out on the
Line, I'm ghetto"
[Raekwon]
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