On My Block (feat. Soni, dyare. & Matt Lucas) [Remix]

Nigga turn the corner into a range Cul de sac used to practice the aim Blow the bullets with a brutal exchange Wet the block and let the arsenal rain The mall or makeda's It could be either Any spot getting mopped with a heater Stake by the house like they waiting to greet you Bullets are cordial they're happy to meet you Lead eaters on the asphalt Getting outlined with some white chalk That's street art made from men and salt Nobody going to know who's at fault Me and my girl left the city behind But she looked better fine when she turned into salt Guess she didn't know the city is inside him It's already written and that's by default On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear 40 cock Then 11 shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear forty cock Then eleven shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop Bitch I been up on my block I keep my Glock up on my waist All the feens would hit me up I got narcotics on the way I'm going to get myself some food I don't have time to sit and play And if police come looking for me I know where to hide away Fuck it I'm going to pick up the pace I grab the forty and put that shit right up in your face I run up all the money and call that shit the race I used to sell up all the weed when it came back it was laced Weed laced with coke That shit was just hook them Where all the buyers pack You know I took them Where you get crack My partner he cook it They are always nosey Why are they always looking On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear forty cock Then eleven shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear forty cock Then eleven shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop I was troublesome Use to the pop like it's bubble gum Hickory Hill where they fuck with some Snakes slither through hoods with the double tongues That shit taught me to trust no one Breaking news every day that shit regular I was praying for some peace Niggas running rampant all through the streets Off the zaza going zeke But I want another life And I'm on another mission And if I don't make it There isn't any hope for niggas Now days they will roll on you and smoke with niggas It's going to take me better ways to cope with this shit I'm on my emotional shit Niggas high through life didn't have to go through this shit Role models and some hoes for this shit I'm too deep in this nigga I'm On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear forty cock Then eleven shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear 40 cock Then 11 shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop Supa Hendo on the remix so we are about to spin the block DMG is running Memphis we can meet you at the top Pulling keys from the city because we have the game on lock Everything we touch does numbers I have been working around the clock You can hear it in my voice Make you tremble at the noise There's some power in my choice I have been working on my poise I could put you on your feet I could feed you to the beast I have been fasting for a week I have been hoping you want beef On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear forty cock Then eleven shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop On my block You can hear the cops Then you hear the cops It don't stop You hear forty cock Then 11 shots on the news You hear body drop They are still probably hot From the Glock Don't come near the spot Unless you got a mop