letra de block hot - colin rich
we got this block hot
with hard rock
dope spots
the cops knock
the guns clap
y’all heads knock
po-po don’t come here
i swear that’s a no-no
i swear you ain’t from here
these choppa’s like black ops
we’ll aim at ya forehead
i walk through the crowd
my rag on my forehead
i’m wiping my brow
i swear that i’m gon’ get
this money and power
and oh yes, i know this
the money and power
okay i’m reloading
now i’m here gon’ talk sh-t
i don’t f-ck with her if she a lame b-tch
got my cell phone and it’s blowing up
the trap boomin, i’m coming up
got fans at my show, and they showin love
got a white girl with me and she doing drugs
i don’t judge her
she don’t judge me
she about that life
and that’s cool with me
this that sh-t that got me in jail
i was sitting there in that cell
i was thinking bout’ my career
wondering where to go from here
but now them feds following my phone
and they watching me where i go
and i’m trying to flee the country
but my city need me back home
i’m that mean cat
that parking lot rap
hand on the gutta
with bag on each strap
and i got a couple more grams in these bags
count more money i can hold in each hand
go pound for pound with these rap pedestrians
i’m about to ride em like a d-mn equastrian
no time for questions, you get the message?
cause i’m about to kill em
man don’t forget it
we got this block hot
with hard rock
dope spots
the cops knock
the guns clap
y’all heads knock
po-po don’t come here
i swear that’s a no-no
i swear you ain’t from here
these choppa’s like black ops
we’ll aim ya forehead
i walk through the crowd
my rag on my forehead
i’m wiping my brow
i swear that i’m gon’ get
this money and power
and oh yes, i know this
the money and power
okay i’m reloading
(2)
gangsta sh-t
hood music
out here yeah i’m about to do it
i got these b-tches choosing
call my homie jessie
he gon’ chop and screw it
lets do it
we jammin’
got a couple bad b-tches in pajamas
we kicked back and relaxing
i’m just tryna chill
anything can happen
i’m saying
you don’t really want a problem dog
all that fronting you can knock it off
call my homie monte
he gone knock you off
i don’t think you wanna talk at all
you better come correct if you hoping to do sh-t
cause i don’t really play when it come to the music
i’m saying
we got this block hot
with hard rock
dope spots
the cops knock
the guns clap
y’all heads knock
po-po don’t come here
i swear that’s a no-no
i swear you ain’t from here
these choppa’s like black ops
we’ll aim ya forehead
i walk through the crowd
my rag on my forehead
i’m wiping my brow
i swear that i’m gon’ get
this money and power
and oh yes, i know this
the money and power
okay i’m reloading
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