Song by Baby/Lac/Stone<br /><br>
[Baby]<br>
Baller Blockin'<br>
Nigga I don't give a fuck<br>
When it's on, it's on<br>
We got Baby, Lac and Stone<br>
In this bitch<br>
<br>
I'm a neighborhood superstar<br>
I'll cook anything from a ki of coke<br>
To a gram of that boyd<br>
Niggas scoring glocks<br>
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks<br>
On my blocks stepping 'em up<br>
With grams and rocks<br>
If anything been scoring from me<br>
It was ten a ki<br>
I let my l'il round hustle<br>
As long as they score for me<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
Look if I pull up on the block<br>
Knowing the set was mine<br>
No more hand-to-hand contact<br>
I'm known for supplying<br>
Since I opened up this set 'chere<br>
This how it's gon' be<br>
Ain't nobody selling shit nigga<br>
Unless it's for me<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
All I know is crack slanging and block hanging<br>
On the corner [in] front the store<br>
Doing my thang<br>
These niggas know my game<br>
How I do my thang<br>
Water whip I can't do<br>
But whole thangs I slang<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
Now I'ma pay all my foot soldiers<br>
And tell 'em stay focused<br>
And front all the street hustlers<br>
And keeping 'em posted<br>
That white and that blue car<br>
We call 'em the law<br>
And the dirt that my niggas do<br>
Is done in the dark<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
Got l'il whodie running water <br>
And we 'bout to cook these quarters<br>
The twenty under the seat<br>
For my son and my daughter<br>
The water hot enough<br>
Start cooking these quarters<br>
These niggas want it hard<br>
And I understand<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
If I pull up dressed in all black<br>
With a boot in my mouth<br>
Cause a nigga didn't pay 'Lac<br>
And I know that he sold out<br>
Put something in my street sweeper<br>
And run in his house<br>
Knock a hole up out his pa chest<br>
And a tongue out his ma mouth<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
A ki stashed up<br>
And I'm gettin' 'em all<br>
I got a stash put up <br>
For the drought in the fall<br>
<br>
[Stone]<br>
Hot Boys vacating the pop<br>
Talk can back shit up<br>
The Feds call my 'hood a Payday<br>
Cuz it's packed with nuts<br>
Ghetto rich money stashed<br>
In the mansions bruh<br>
I got them kis<br>
Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice bruh<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
I know niggas think bad<br>
Cause the people ride fast<br>
I got 5 strikes<br>
I'm going out with a blast<br>
Cash in your life nigga<br>
When you playing with me<br>
I'll give you work<br>
Break ya off ya face B.G.<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
Cadillac's the name I run with<br>
So call me Seville<br>
Push a platinum Escalade truck<br>
With 20 inch wheels<br>
Now the Jag you saw me driving<br>
That's for everyday stuntin'<br>
Loud pipes, big rims<br>
So you can see when I'm coming<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
I don't give a fuck nigga<br>
Ain't no rules in the streets<br>
You know money come first<br>
The other bullshit weak<br>
I don't wanna hear no stories<br>
About my cheese<br>
You violate nigga<br>
Your family gon' grieve<br>
<br>
[Stone]<br>
Headbuster Alva Stone<br>
Ya heard me dog<br>
And everytime ya heard my name<br>
It was a murder involved<br>
I just rap to clear my name<br>
And smuggle bundles of that raw<br>
Always rap so what you lames<br>
Suburb and that car<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
Saratoga and I ride<br>
I represent to the fullest<br>
Ain't nobody pulling strangs here<br>
Unless that I pull it<br>
If a nigga put a hit out<br>
Believe that I took it<br>
In the cost Bible murders<br>
Was ODing and bullets<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
All i know is gun slanging and head banging<br>
Too many disrespected<br>
And lived to sang it<br>
Drop change like a motherfucker<br>
Fuck them niggas<br>
If a nigga outta line<br>
Motherfuck that nigga<br>
<br>
[Stone]<br>
Type of nigga who'll bat a bitch<br>
And then wait on her pa<br>
Type of nigga who'll do a snitch<br>
Broad day in the park<br>
I'm one of them niggas that don't bring it<br>
Still buy up the bulk<br>
Like Rob Deniero, Rob Banks<br>
And bang out with the law<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
Look here I come from the projects<br>
And the ghetto streets<br>
I'm cooking up whole thangs<br>
'Till they hard like concrete<br>
I fronted the O.G.s<br>
A bag of that olzes<br>
For niggas that don't know<br>
I got something whodie<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
The same ol' nigga<br>
Just a different game<br>
Fuck bitches, tote heat<br>
Things never gon' change<br>
I'm the number one stunna<br>
Nigga, Baby's the name<br>
I like cooking crack<br>
And watch how quick it come back<br>
<br>
[Stone]<br>
I rock a oyster-faced Roley<br>
With the crust out bang<br>
Ice cover the wrist whodie<br>
Like I sprung my hand<br>
I sport Prowlers, whips<br>
With the T.V.s playing<br>
Iceberg, Prada dick<br>
Like here come the man<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
I'll pull up at Washington (and) Six<br>
In a six<br>
I'll slide out quick<br>
Bet I could fuck any bitch<br>
<br>
[Lac]<br>
I push a lavender Porsche Carerra<br>
Seat sprayed leather<br>
The top goes off and on<br>
To floss with the rainy weather<br>
The seats they ain't customized<br>
They made by Ricarro<br>
A ruby red CF5<br>
I'll cop by tomorrow<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
For catching me on the interstate drunk<br>
Running the law<br>
With a bitch in my lap<br>
Tasting my balls<br>
I don't like when they too much<br>
Act like they stuck up<br>
Leave Atrice nut up<br>
I'll bat that bitch up<br>
<br>
[Stone]<br>
The king of the Nolia<br>
I crowd both the wrists<br>
Lock down slanging towns<br>
Took the top off the six<br>
In the club I be thugged<br>
With ten topless chicks<br>
T-shirt, Girbauds, Reeboks<br>
In it<br>
<br>
[Stone]<br>
Killa, ain't no stopping it<br>
<br>
[Baby]<br>
Off top, can't pop this bitch<br>
You know what I'm saying<br>
Baller Blockin' you understand<br>
<br>
[Fresh]<br>
New Edition of Cash Money<br>
<br>
[Baby] <br>
Some real Hot Boys<br>
Believe it whodie<br>
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