[Baby]
Baller Blockin`
Nigga I don`t give a fuck
When it`s on, it`s on
We got Baby, Lac and Stone
In this bitch
I`m a neighborhood superstar
I`ll cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping `em up
With grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l`il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
Knowing the set was mine
No more hand-to-hand contact
I`m known for supplying
Since I opened up this set `chere
This how it`s gon` be
Ain`t nobody selling shit nigga
Unless it`s for me
[Baby]
All I know is crack slanging and block hanging
On the corner [in] front the store
Doing my thang
These niggas know my game
How I do my thang
Water whip I can`t do
But whole thangs I slang
[Lac]
Now I`ma pay all my foot soldiers
And tell `em stay focused
And front all the street hustlers
And keeping `em posted
That white and that blue car
We call `em the law
And the dirt that my niggas do
Is done in the dark
[Baby]
Got l`il whodie running water
And we `bout to cook these quarters
The twenty under the seat
For my son and my daughter
The water hot enough
Start cooking these quarters
These niggas want it hard
And I understand
[Lac]
If I pull up dressed in all black
With a boot in my mouth
Cause a nigga didn`t pay `Lac
And I know that he sold out
Put something in my street sweeper
And run in his house
Knock a hole up out his pa chest
And a tongue out his ma mouth
[Baby]
A ki stashed up
And I`m gettin` `em all
I got a stash put up
For the drought in the fall
[Stone]
Hot Boys vacating the pop
Talk can back shit up
The Feds call my `hood a Payday
Cuz it`s packed with nuts
Ghetto rich money stashed
In the mansions bruh
I got them kis
Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice bruh
[Baby]
I know niggas think bad
Cause the people ride fast
I got 5 strikes
I`m going out with a blast
Cash in your life nigga
When you playing with me
I`ll give you work
Break ya off ya face B.G.
[Lac]
Cadillac`s the name I run with
So call me Seville
Push a platinum Escalade truck
With 20 inch wheels
Now the Jag you saw me driving
That`s for everyday stuntin`
Loud pipes, big rims
So you can see when I`m coming
[Baby]
I don`t give a fuck nigga
Ain`t no rules in the streets
You know money come first
The other bullshit weak
I don`t wanna hear no stories
About my cheese
You violate nigga
Your family gon` grieve
[Stone]
Headbuster Alva Stone
Ya heard me dog
And everytime ya heard my name
It was a murder involved
I just rap to clear my name
And smuggle bundles of that raw
Always rap so what you lames
Suburb and that car
[Lac]
Saratoga and I ride
I represent to the fullest
Ain`t nobody pulling strangs here
Unless that I pull it
If a nigga put a hit out
Believe that I took it
In the cost Bible murders
Was ODing and bullets
[Baby]
All i know is gun slanging and head banging
Too many disrespected
And lived to sang it
Drop change like a motherfucker
Fuck them niggas
If a nigga outta line
Motherfuck that nigga
[Stone]
Type of nigga who`ll bat a bitch
And then wait on her pa
Type of nigga who`ll do a snitch
Broad day in the park
I`m one of them niggas that don`t bring it
Still buy up the bulk
Like Rob Deniero, Rob Banks
And bang out with the law
[Lac]
Look here I come from the projects
And the ghetto streets
I`m cooking up whole thangs
`Till they hard like concrete
I fronted the O.G.s
A bag of that olzes
For niggas that don`t know
I got something whodie
[Baby]
The same ol` nigga
Just a different game
Fuck bitches, tote heat
Things never gon` change
I`m the number one stunna
Nigga, Baby`s the name
I like cooking crack
And watch how quick it come back
[Stone]
I rock a oyster-faced Roley
With the crust out bang
Ice cover the wrist whodie
Like I sprung my hand
I sport Prowlers, whips
With the T.V.s playing
Iceberg, Prada dick
Like here come the man
[Baby]
I`ll pull up at Washington [and] Six
In a six
I`ll slide out quick
Bet I could fuck any bitch
[Lac]
I push a lavender Porsche Carerra
Seat sprayed leather
The top goes off and on
To floss with the rainy weather
The seats they ain`t customized
They made by Ricarro
A ruby red CF5
I`ll cop by tomorrow
[Baby]
For catching me on the interstate drunk
Running the law
With a bitch in my lap
Tasting my balls
I don`t like when they too much
Act like they stuck up
Leave Atrice nut up
I`ll bat that bitch up
[Stone]
The king of the Nolia
I crowd both the wrists
Lock down slanging towns
Took the top off the six
In the club I be thugged
With ten topless chicks
T-shirt, Girbauds, Reeboks
In it
[Stone]
Killa, ain`t no stopping it
[Baby]
Off top, can`t pop this bitch
You know what I`m saying
Baller Blockin` you understand
[Fresh]
New Edition of Cash Money
[Baby]
Some real Hot Boys
Believe it whodie
