Hug the Block

[Intro: Pj Glizzy & Wockhardt]
Bitch
Fuckin' cold winter
Everything Dead
Yo Pj, What the fuck is up?
Ayo Sam
Glah
Huh?

[Chorus: Pj Glizzy]
Catch a vato, make em disappear (Boom-boom)
Had his mama cryin', sheddin' tears (Glah-glah)
Too many losses, couldn't show no fears (No, no)
Jay5ive with me, let a nigga dare
He could just end up like Matt in the air (Air, like)
Smokin' deads, we don't really care (We don't care)
Playin' the block everyday, it was epic (Bow-bow)
Got a thottie. she was talkin' reckless (Bow)

[Verse 1: Pj Glizzy]
Old heads tryna teach us a lesson (Gang-gang)
Momma dead tryna pay the respects in (Respect)
Shordy bluffin', clutchin' with no weapon (Don't lack)
How the fuck you tryna get your respect in? (Boom-boom)
Catch Yus Gz, hit him with the leftn' (Baow-baow)
Send them shots, that's how you send a message (Message)

[Verse 2: Wockhardt & PJ Glizzy]
(Die 4s, nigga)
Uh-Uh, why the fuck your mans too tactic?
Huggin' the block and my gun tight (My gun tight)
Brodie, lets trap til' the sunlight (Sunlight)
Gang in the spot, yeah I fuck right (Fuck right)
She tryna get me for bread, no way (Uh-Uh)
Like why y'all keep speakin' on niggas?
Time to mask up and go creep on them niggas (Gllt-gllt)
Steppin' forreal, keep my feet on them niggas (Uh)
Shakin' her ass, make a scene on a nigga
Like we gon' keep spinnin' for fun (Bitch)
Roll up a blunt while I load up a gun (While I load up a gun)
She tryna say I'm the one (I'm the one)
I only show interest when I'm in the guts (When I'm in the guts)
That nigga portrayin' the front (Uh)
Just give us some time and that nigga is done, uh
Like roaches they scatterin' out
But his mans in the way and I ain't even dump, uh
Tryna kill as my mood all wocky (All wocky)
Percocet got a nigga movin' cocky (Move cocky)
Smokin' big green runtz, no broccoli (No broccoli)
Over smoke, blue pills, she topped me (She topped me)
Renegade, ain't nobody gonna stop me (Can't stop me)
Unlocked backdoors be slimy (Big slime)
Off a 10 and a deuce don't try me (Don't try me)
Fuck a deal 'cause the streets been signed me (Uh)

[Verse 3: Pj Glizzy]
Niggas rappin' the shit that we live (That we live)
I could never put trust in a bitch (No-no)
Walk down, even if he with his kids (With his kids)
Like lil' Bebe, up and let it rip (Let it rip, bow)
All black, ready for the hit (For the hit)
Got a nina with extended clips (Glah-glah)
Get the bag, so you know I can't fumble it (Bow-bow)
Quick to shoot so you know I ain't rumblin' (No rumblin')
Tired of rumors, I hear all the mumblin' (Like what? Yes)
Tired of rumors, I hear all the mumblin' (Gang-gang)

[Chorus: Pj Glizzy]
Catch a vato, make em disappear (Boom-boom)
Had his mama cryin', sheddin' tears (Glah-glah)
Too many losses, couldn't show no fears (No-no)
Jay5ive with me, let a nigga dare
He could just end up like Matt in the air (Air, like)
Smokin' deads, I don't really care (Don't care)
Playin' the block everyday, it was epic (Bow-bow)
Got a thottie, she was talkin' reckless (Reckless)

[Outro: Pj Glizzy & Wockhardt]
Huggin' the block and my gun tight, uh
Brodie lets trap til' the sunlight, wait
Gang in the spot, yeah I fuck right, uh
She tryna get me for bread, no way
Niggas rappin' the shit that we live
(I could never put trust in a bitch)
Like why y'all keep speakin' on niggas?
(Time to mask up and go creep on them niggas)
Steppin' forreal, keep my feet on them niggas
(Shawty bluffin, clutchin' with no weapon)
How the fuck you tryna get your respect in?
(Catch Yus Gz, hit him with the leftn')
Send them shots, that's how you send a message