Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha,
Straight off the black gold, in my hand, trustin' no man Got my glock cocked, runnin' this thing, ya We be steamin', nines, pumps and K's and Grove 17th, tha hood where I was raised in (What, what, what?)
Niggaz bustin' heads and runnin', Feds and under they tongues and ki's under they beds and Hood fulla real niggaz, seven hustlers Ehh, until we shove a barrel down ya suckers Ain't no for no busta, no fear for no coward
No from no stunt and no money without power We niggaz hotter, eww, nasty and sour Pile up in the Eddie and Blaka at every hour Some like that powder, foldin' up what they drain
like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (Oh) From the home of 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains Broadcastin' live from Tha Block, it's Wayne (Who it is?)
Nigga you got llello? Well, cook nigga Nigga, you let K's go? Well, somethin', nigga
Are you duckin' law? You better run from 'em, Are you with that raw? 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 is hot, tha block is hot ha
See, I'm from we keep our guns out Dodgin' cops and blocks so we be thugged out It's to floss, bring the big bodies on dubs out And they got quarters, halfs and in that one house (I got it)
(I got it) It's all good in the hood but a lot Soon as you get it, hot skirt, there go them up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto' End up in Taylor 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' 'cause we so blunted from And we'll be ya all day til we '400 Degreez'
And you see where niggaz go, be on the pulpit got a nigga got on a scarf, he flippin' out off that raw Betta in yo' car, and make sure, your door is locked (Beep, beep) 'Cause ain't nuttin' proper 'cause tha block, is just hot
Nigga you got llello? Well, cook something Nigga, you let K's go? Well, bust somethin',
Are you duckin' law? You run from 'em, nigga Are you playin' with raw? Well, won't you somethin', nigga?
Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha 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
See, watch your step on my set, gotta like, talk like We shot out all the street lights So you see who we be like And we like to dress in all black up in my
Ain't got on no suits 'cause we ain't to be Presidents And ever since the coke drought, niggaz been on a y'all So you better what y'all playin wit a nigga will try to flip y'all
They hit y'all, jam you up and put a gun to jug Hah, your breath, now shh, catch a slug It's street smarts, niggaz that keep spots When the heat starts, ain't got sweethearts
weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk We cut your short, them lil' boys don't give a damn Go all out for cake, won't hesitate to kill a man Run in his and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam Tie 'em up, put 'em in the vans then put a gat in his Tch, one move blow his off
Nigga you got llello? Well, cook nigga Nigga, you let K's go? Well, somethin', nigga
Are you duckin' that You run from 'em, nigga Are you playin' that raw? 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 block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha
Whoot! Some call me 'cause tha block is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya guns tha block is hot chsh, cook it up 'cause tha block is hot Say, look Daddy, hook it up 'cause tha block is hot
Nigga, whoot! Some people call me 'cause tha is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya 'cause tha block is hot chsh, cook it up 'cause tha block is hot Say, look Daddy, just hook it up 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 on fire, nigga, what about yours? The is hot, ha ha ha ha