My Block on Fire

Lyrics
[Intro] This is control I need a unit for an officer in need of assistants I need a medic for a person down Dispatch fire fighters on the spot To 5 alarm fire [Verse 1] Early in the morning, bitch, the birds chirping Nots on my block, [?] lerking Just keep your head up, lil nigga, don't be looking nervous And don't panic if they run up and try to search ya You feeling flame, fucking with the gang, [?] I'll put your brains on the picture frame And everybody on my block know I fuck with them But nobody on my block [?] Pussy It's rules on my block A few done tried, and a few done got shot So don't get it confused on my block [?] on my block Early in the morning, go [?] my [?] [?] that work [?] I tell my nigga, hold the fucking [?] [?] next best [?] My youngings in the kitchen, they be water whipping Short a gram, you can find your daughter missing [?] just don't [?] He wasn't swimming with the sharks, bеcause I caught him fishing My hot boys [?] block [?] [?] shot boys [?] watch them drop, boy [?] hot, boy [Chorus] Nigga, my block on fire, nigga, what about your's? My hot boys rolling, and thеm boys don't care Catch a fuck nigga slippin, run up on him, then what? He don't want me [?] Said my block on fire, nigga, what about your's? My hot boys rolling, them boys don't care Catch a fuck nigga slippin, run up on him, then what? He don't want me [?] [Verse 2] Nigga welcome to my [?] life Shit, I live a cold life IPhone box wrapped up, nigga, with all white I done seen shit that make a nigga live the wrong life Good die young, [?] ain't nothing but [?] I done seen sons tell the dirt for the right price [?] take that boy life We had a hard life, [?] But niggas charged it to the game, credit card swipes Fresh [?], probably due to all white [?] down, when I get the cash right And I ain't fucking on these bitches from my past life Unless the redgister is lit, all the cash right And I be waiting for the cash, waiting all night Once the shit clear, I be there, on sight All these [?] niggas moving funny Just don't test squad, nigga, or the shmoney [Chorus] Nigga, my block on fire, nigga, what about your's? My hot boys rolling, and them boys don't care Catch a fuck nigga slippin, run up on him, then what? He don't want me [?] Said my block on fire, nigga, what about your's? My hot boys rolling, them boys don't care Catch a fuck nigga slippin, run up on him, then what? He don't want me [?]
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Credits
- Writers
- Rowdy Rebel