BLOCC IS HOT

Lyrics

All of this story, hurry up and buy
 Choppa, nigga, hell nah
 Baby Mexico shit, nigga, you hear me?
 NLE, top shottas, nigga, you hear me? Yeah
 ATLJacob, ATLJacob
 Yeah, bitch, bitch, bitch
 Bitch, bitch, bitch
 Grr, bitch, bitch, grr, grr
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Just like a landlord nigga, I'll pull up where you're stayin'
 Send some shots right through that house, in the same place you layin'
 It ain't shit to put a bag up on your head, I'll pay it
 You keep on dissin' on my name, but I'ma make that niggas say less
 We ride four deep, cruisin' in a brand new coupe today
 Draco in the backseat, when we see that nigga, boost the murder rate
 Pussy bitch, I love beef, put it on my plate and stuff it in my face
 Ah, the block is hot, it's on fire
 Ah, I'm with the shit just like a diaper
 Ah, I'ma light 'em up just like a lighter
 Ah, I got a lot of guns, I'm not a fighter
 Ah, just like a hunter, keep a rifle
 I might pull up in your neighborhood, get to shakin', ain't no hesitation
 Off the lean, so a nigga movin' like I'm in the Matrix
 Put a nigga in a casket, have him dressin' out in Stacy's
 Now he six feet deep, put him on vacation
 Bitch, I'm boppin' on the scene with my Glock up on my hip
 I saw my oppostion lackin', so I dumped the whole clip
 Them RIP bullets hit him, through his body, they gon' rip
 My Blood niggas screamin' "Slatt", but my Hoovers screamin' "Crip"
 Yeah, my block real hot (You need to cool down)
 Blow my niggas kickin' doors down (Coll down)
 We got the choppers and the Glocks (We finna shoot now)
 And when that nigga in the back (He don't make a sound)
 A savage what they call me, but really, I'm a devil
 I pop a Perc and get jiggy, I'm on another level
 His bitch diggin' me just like a motherfuckin' shovel
 I'm a lion, a tiger, a shooter, and a rebel
 Nigga dissin' on my name, so I'ma put him on the news .556s, .223s, and then .762s
 When that Draco hit a nigga, it's gon' knock him out his shoes
 I cropped that nigga out the picture, when he got here with this tool
 We throwin' signs in the club, nigga, what you wanna do?
 My nigga got the fuckin' Glock, but I got the deuce-deuce
 I dare a nigga throw a diss, I swear to God we raise the roof
 I ain't talkin' 'bout no dice when I say I'm 'bout to shoot
 We connected with the Mafia, we cook it like tilapia
 I got some trulers in the cut, but I'm bangin' with the Shottas
 I'ma kindnap a nigga, torture him, and make him holler
 Just like a Tic-Tac, when I see him, swear to God that I'ma pop him
 (Grr) The block is hot, the block is hot
 (Grr) The block is hot, the block is hot
 (Grr) The block is hot, the block is hot
 The block is hot, the block is hot (Bitch, bitch, bitch)
 Ah, the block is hot, it's on fire (it's on fire)
 Ah, I'm with the shit just like a diaper (like a diaper)
 Ah, I'ma light 'em up just like a lighter (like a lighter)
 Ah, I got a lot of guns, I'm not a fighter (I'm not a fighter)
 Ah, just like a hunter, keep a rifle
 The block is hot, the block is hot
 The block is hot, the block is hot
 The block is hot, the block is hot
 The block is hot, it's on fire
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:08
Key
11
Tempo
166 BPM

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