Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha,
Straight off the gold, nuts in my hand, trustin' no man Got my glock cocked, this thing, ya understand? We be steamin', blazin' nines, and K's and Holly Grove 17th, tha hood where I was in (What, what, what?)
Niggaz heads and runnin', duckin' Feds and under they tongues and ki's under they beds and Hood fulla real niggaz, twenty-four seven Ehh, until we a barrel down ya pipe suckers no love for no busta, no fear for no coward
No respect from no stunt and no money power We keepin' hotter, eww, nasty and sour Pile up in the Eddie Bauer and Blaka at hour niggaz like that powder, foldin' up what they drain
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they (Oh) From the home of that 'caine, jackin' and crackin' Broadcastin' live from Tha Block, it's Wayne (Who it is?)
Nigga you got llello? Well, cook something Nigga, you let K's go? Well, somethin', nigga
Are you duckin' law? You better run from 'em, Are you playin' with that Well, you front somethin', nigga?
Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha
See, where I'm from we keep our out Dodgin' cops and burnin' so we be thugged out time to floss, bring the big bodies on dubs out And they got quarters, halfs and birds in one house (I got it)
(I got it) It's all good in the but a lot illegal Soon as you get it, hot skirt, there go people Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner End up in Miss backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
This everyday, at the where niggaz murder off top, boy It's the spot where they got Fire and Hot, Boys We don't know what be goin' we so blunted from trees And we'll be ya all day til we '400 Degreez'
And you see where niggaz go, be on the pulpit They got a nigga got on a scarf, he flippin' out off raw Betta stay in yo' car, and sure, your door is locked (Beep, beep) 'Cause ain't nuttin' proper 'cause tha block, is just hot
you got that llello? Well, cook something Nigga, you let K's go? Well, bust somethin',
Are you duckin' that You run from 'em, nigga Are you playin' with that Well, won't you front somethin',
Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha
See, watch your step on my set, gotta like, talk like We done out all the street lights So you can't see who we be And we to dress in all black up in my residence
Ain't got on no suits 'cause we tryin' to be Presidents And ever since the coke drought, been on a trip y'all So you better watch what playin wit 'Cause a nigga will try to y'all
They hit y'all, jam you up and put a gun to jug Hah, catch breath, now shh, catch a slug It's street smarts, plenty niggaz that spots When the heat starts, ain't nobody got
Callin' weak shots, you could come try to talk We cut your week short, them lil' boys don't a damn Go all out for that cake, hesitate to kill a man Run in his house and the nigga, him and his fam Tie 'em up, put 'em in the vans put a gat in his jaws Tch, one move blow his off
Nigga you got that Well, cook nigga Nigga, you let K's go? Well, somethin', nigga
Are you that law? You run from 'em, nigga Are you playin' with that Well, you front somethin', nigga?
Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha
Whoot! Some people me 'cause tha block is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya guns 'cause tha is hot Nigga chsh, cook it up tha block is hot Say, look Daddy, hook it up 'cause tha block is hot
Nigga, whoot! people call me 'cause tha block is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya guns 'cause tha is hot Nigga chsh, cook it up tha block is hot Say, look Daddy, hook it up 'cause tha block is hot
Nigga, my block hot, nigga, my block My block on fire, nigga, what yours? Nigga, my hot, nigga, my block burn My block on fire, nigga, about yours? The is hot, ha ha ha ha