Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha,
Straight off the gold, nuts in my hand, trustin' no man Got my glock cocked, runnin' this thing, ya We be steamin', nines, pumps and K's and Holly 17th, tha hood where I was raised in (What, what, what?)
bustin' heads and runnin', duckin' Feds and Rocks under they tongues and ki's they beds and fulla real niggaz, twenty-four seven hustlers Ehh, until we shove a barrel down ya suckers Ain't no love for no busta, no fear for no
No from 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, foldin' up what drain
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in veins (Oh) From the home of that 'caine, jackin' and crackin' Broadcastin' live from Tha Block, Lil' Wayne (Who it is?)
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 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, where I'm we keep our guns out Dodgin' cops and burnin' blocks so we be out It's time to floss, bring the big bodies on out And they got quarters, halfs and birds in 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, go them people Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner End up in Miss Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the
This everyday, at the where niggaz murder off top, boy It's the spot where got Fire Girls and Hot, Boys We don't what be goin' 'cause we so blunted from trees And we'll be round ya all day til we '400
And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the They got a nigga got on a scarf, he flippin' out off raw Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure, your is locked (Beep, beep) 'Cause this ain't nuttin' proper tha block, is just hot
Nigga you got that Well, cook something Nigga, you let K's go? Well, somethin', nigga
Are you duckin' law? You better run '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 block is hot, tha is hot ha, ha ha Tha is hot, tha block is hot ha
See, watch your step on my set, walk like, talk like We shot out all the street lights So you see who we be like 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, niggaz on a trip y'all So you better watch what y'all wit a nigga will try to flip 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 come try to cheap talk We cut your week short, lil' boys don't give a damn Go all out for that cake, 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 his cactuses off
you got that llello? 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, won't you front somethin',
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 call me 'cause tha is hot Shk-a-blaow! Bust ya guns tha block is hot chsh, cook it up 'cause tha block 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 'cause tha block is hot Nigga chsh, cook it up tha block is hot Say, look Daddy, just it up 'cause tha block is hot
Nigga, my hot, nigga, my block burn My block on fire, nigga, about yours? Nigga, my hot, nigga, my block burn My block on fire, nigga, about yours? The is hot, ha ha ha ha