suwxp - Hit The Block Lyrics

Go and hit they block, nigga, I don't care who outside
And you'll never see him in the field, but they online
That chopper hit his back nigga, leave his ass with no spine
You see me out in traffic, nigga I ain't wasting no time
Nigga, come outside, we get niggas wacked, we get niggas bought
One o'clock, we be on your block, we get niggas hawked in a four door
With my gang, we got hell of Glocks, he trying to back door
That's okay, we gone hit his pops
Nigga, come outside with that fire, know you hiding out
Niggas, they be hoes, they put up, sitting on the couch
911, bitch, ain't no building, you get shot down
You ain't outside, we went and looked, niggas be clowns
And I be on that hot shit, I don't need nobody round
Put a op, nigga, on a shirt, told him turn around
Hit him with that nine, put him in the dirt, won't be found
Nigga, get your money up, and they gone try to take you down
Yeah, but I ain't going for none of that shit my nigga get it popping
It's up to me? your ass dead, nigga, lay you in that coffin
I gave my young nigga the word, and he gone b-lick, take it off him
Mask up, me and g-cap on your block, don't do no walking
V.V.S. my body, diamonds dancing, bitch, I'm shinning for real
We just hit that block, where that at? Them niggas hiding for real
I throw mask on and that x got me on go
You sliding or you not hell, nah, this ain't your mission, not your smoke
I'm zombie walking off that perc
I just might bring chop to your door
I'm three times past the speed just look how hot, you know I'm switching low
I want that Glock with beam, cause I'm not tryna miss when this bitch blow
Relationships with fiends, but not them kind yeah, if you know you know
Hit the block and I'm f*cking shit up
On the Xan, got me turning shit up
Get to tapping the switch on the back of the Glock
On the mob, I'm cleaning shit up
Get to swinging that drake on a op nigga block
Damn, watching him run
I just pull up right there where a op nigga be at
I'm sparking my gun
Why would I lack? walk with it on me
These niggas dying by they lonely
I'm going out blowing like I'm tony
High speed chase, pushing the stolen
24, pull up with Kobe, can't find bro, we get his bro-ski
I still be jugging on the low-key, that perky smashed, he might just overdose
That perky smashed, he might just
That perky smashed he might just overdose
That perky smashed, he might just
That perky smashed, he might just overdose
Go and hit they block, nigga, I don't care who outside
And you'll never see them in the field, but they online
That chopper hit his back, nigga, leave his ass with no spine
You see me out in traffic, nigga, I ain't wasting no time
Nigga come outside, we get niggas wacked, we get niggas bought
One o'clock, we be on your block, we get niggas hawked
In a four door with my gang, we got hell of Glocks
He trying to back door, that's okay, we gone hit his pops