Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha,
Straight off the black gold, in my hand, trustin' no man Got my glock cocked, this thing, ya understand? We be steamin', blazin' nines, and K's and Holly 17th, tha hood where I was raised in (What, what, what?)
Niggaz bustin' heads and runnin', duckin' and Rocks under they tongues and ki's under beds and Hood fulla real niggaz, twenty-four hustlers Ehh, until we a barrel down ya pipe suckers Ain't no love for no busta, no fear for no
No respect no stunt and no money without power We keepin' hotter, eww, nasty and sour up in the Eddie Bauer and Blaka at every hour Some niggaz like that powder, up what they drain
Some like that weed or that and some shoot it up in they veins (Oh) From the of that 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains 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, bust somethin',
Are you duckin' that You run from 'em, nigga Are you playin' that raw? Well, won't you somethin', nigga?
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, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha
See, I'm from we keep our guns out Dodgin' cops and burnin' blocks so we be out It's 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 them Break up the block and hit the cut by the sto' End up in Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
This everyday, at the spot niggaz murder off top, boy It's the where they got Fire Girls and Hot, Boys We don't know what be 'cause we so blunted from trees And we'll be ya all day til we '400 Degreez'
And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the They got a got on a scarf, he flippin' out off that raw stay in yo' car, and make sure, your door is locked (Beep, beep) 'Cause this ain't nuttin' 'cause tha block, is just hot
you got that llello? Well, cook nigga Nigga, you let K's go? Well, bust somethin',
Are you duckin' law? You run from 'em, nigga Are you playin' with that Well, won't you somethin', nigga?
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, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha is hot ha
See, your step on my set, gotta walk like, talk like We done 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 tryin' to be And since the coke drought, niggaz been on a trip y'all So you better watch what playin wit 'Cause a will try to flip y'all
hit y'all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug Hah, catch your breath, now shh, a slug It's smarts, plenty niggaz that keep spots When the heat starts, ain't got sweethearts
Callin' weak shots, you come try to cheap talk We cut week 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 then put a gat in his jaws Tch, one move blow his off
Nigga you got llello? Well, something nigga Nigga, you let K's go? Well, bust somethin',
Are you duckin' law? You better run '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 is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha
Whoot! Some people call me tha block is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya 'cause tha block is hot Nigga chsh, cook it up 'cause tha is hot Say, look Daddy, just it up 'cause tha block is hot
Nigga, whoot! Some people me 'cause tha block is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya guns tha block is hot Nigga chsh, cook it up tha block is hot Say, look Daddy, just hook it up tha block is hot
Nigga, my hot, nigga, my block burn My block on fire, nigga, what about Nigga, my block hot, nigga, my burn My on fire, nigga, what about yours? The is hot, ha ha ha ha