Turn Da Block Up

[Intro]
Some money on your head
I don’t know his name
But I know I want him dead

[Hook]
I don’t know his name
All I know is that I want him dead
Money on your head
Now them goons outside where you laying
Hundred round drum
You would swear I was in a band
Turn the block up
Like a fire I’m gon need a fan
I don’t know his name
All I know is that I want him dead
Money on your head
Now them goons outside where you laying
Hundred round drum
You would swear I was in a band
Got the block hot
Like a fire I’m gon need a fan

[Verse]
We can’t go broke
Ain’t gon lie we make plenty bandz
This is [?] ain’t gon lie she got fire head
She do coco
I can see the reds on her pants
Fuck the popo
For trying to put them cuffs on my hands
Niggas broke broke
And they starving better feed your mans
Like a hoe, always asking with your fucking hands
Tony Romo
Catch them plays I wasn’t even playing
Niggas homo
Watching me and they ain’t even fans
Copying moves nigga
Just cause I’m a cool nigga
I keep me a cool nickel
I’m sharp as a school pencil
Niggas is utensils
Don’t get it, I use niggas
Ones that doubted me
What the fuck could I do wit em

[Bridge]
They hate me on the low
I already know
If you know then you know
That’s how shit go
They hate me on the low
But I already know
If you know then you know
That’s how shit go

[Hook]
I don’t know his name
All I know is that I want him dead
Money on your head
Now them goons outside where you laying
Hundred round drum
You would swear I was in a band
Turn the block up
Like a fire I’m gon need a fan
I don’t know his name
All I know is that I want him dead
Money on your head
Now them goons outside where you laying
Hundred round drum
You would swear I was in a band
Got the block hot
Like a fire I’m gon need a fan