Long Live Block

[Intro]
(Uh, uh, on the men, uh)
(Uh, uh, on the men, uh)
(How I'm coming)
(On the men)

[Verse]
Uh, I been dragging on shit, go ask about Homie might tell you I took your big brother down
You ain't standing a chance with this shit we got drizzies
I'm riding with Spike you could read about lil' cuz
We setting the tone shit P.O.I. Gang
We the reason that young nigga name on a hat
On the men I done made niggas put on them jets
Just carried a nigga talking 'bout free cars in a text
Give a fuck where I'm at still standing on ten
Out the A right now with a skinny-ass ten
They're talking 'bout money ain't spending that shit
You just talking you ain't tryna spin you a bitch
They know I'm known for taking a risk
I go with my first instinct look foggy I hit
I was sitting on houses I cut off my phone
My bitch just asked me why I can't admit when I'm wrong
I got some shit that'll roll 'til this song end
Bitch you can come in this spot but you ain't getting your phone in
I'm riding with Lo that's a dangerous young nigga
If you just a hustler you could pay me twenty to kill him
Fucking with Jai we been spinning the whole month
My vision fucked up I done hit at the wrong one
I heard you be stealing you ain't never robbed nothing
Free cars, we bend every time that we catch one
Talking to lil' bro he told me [?]
It's a big-ass caliber with me wherever you catch me
Busting the law I'm with [?] and [?]
You ain't on shit then I'm confiscating your Glock
You know who you talking to nigga? I'll drag on your block
I'm walking with twenty nigga long live Block
They need to free 30 that's a real young [?]
You ain't doing shit with your gun but you keep tryna clean it
I took what he had I ain't think he deserved it
I'm in the middle of a shootout I still ain't nervous
You dickriding them niggas what the fuck is your purpose?
We push up on niggas we really close curtains
I wouldn't dare pull over this car too dirty
I'll warn you one time after that I'ma curry you
Drop shit on his house after that I go smoke
Bro jamming off 30 you wouldn't even know
He speaking on shootouts and he didn't even go
Charge shit to the game nigga I know how this shit go
Your man just died you ain't even attempt to go spin
Bro died, I been in that car ever since
You shooting off the hip that shit don't make sense
I been shooting at a nigga more than I done had one ever since
This a one-man move gun go to his chest
If you gotta think too hard just go head, shoot
You want to be that pressure all you gotta do is don't panic
If it happen and it happen know a nigga and his mother have it (Worse)