Block Hot (Mixed)

“Block Hot 🥵 Block hot, yeah, we keep it lit Glock pop, I ain’t scared to hit Big knots! stuff ‘em in my jeans Talk shit, leave you in the streets Block hot, we don’t play no games Chop chop let it sing my name Big dawg I’m the one they fear Run up you get smoked right here. Ayy, I’m posted with the gang, we don’t fold noway Slidin’ through the D keep a pole, okay Hollow tips Flown’, turn his dome to clay Run up on the Drooz its a cold DOA Hella bands on me, I don’t need no chain But the wrist so cold yeah I freeze the frame Lil’ bro tweakIn he gon’ squeeze that thang Opps talked smoke, now they scream’ my name Cali raised me, I’m a beast off rip Fifty on my hip, let it speak real quick Hustle in my blood, I was born to be rich Play with my pitch, you get dropped in a ditch Ayy, I’m the king of this shi no cap, no lie Big AR blasT make a grown man cry Countin’ blue ties while I’m dodging the fed Block hot, fam, we stackin’ this bread. Block hot, yeah, we keep it lit Glock pop I ain’t scared to hit Big knotS stuff ‘em in my jeans Talk hot leave you in the streets Block hot we don’t play no games Chop chop let it sing my name Big dawg I’m the one they fear Run up you get smoked right here. Skrrt, pull up in the whip, that’s a foreign thang Hollows in the clip, make the corNer sang Opps mad, ‘cause I’m ballin’ hard One call get you chalked in the yard I’m a pitbull boy off the leash, no chain,HeadshoT rearrange your brain,Ten tops I don’t switch no lanes Squad over everything, that’s my claim Ayy, count it up quick, that’s a rack, rack, rack Big stick on me, it go blat, blat, blat, Talk slick, you get clapped right back Real street poet put my flow on the map Hella juice in my cup, I don’t sip no lean But I’m high off life, chasin’ big-ass dreams Play with me, you’ll see what I mean Block hot gon Make the whole world see. Heavy metal kicks keep the steel in toe Run the block, yeah we stay ten toes Big smoke yeah watch the backwood gloW Ayy, I’m the truth, no flex, no bluffs Diamonds hit hard,call it uppercut Opps too soft, they ain’t tough enough Block hot, fam, Yeah we rough as fuck. Block hot, yeah, we keep it lit,Glock pop I ain’t scared to hit,Big knots stuff ‘em in my jeans,Talk hot leave you in the streets.Block hot we don’t play no games,Chop chop let it sing my name,Big dawg I’m the one they fear Run up, you get smoked right here.