Ugk - Hit The Block lyrics

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Get that cheese, hit the block, get that cheese, hit the block

G-Get that cheese, hit the block, get that cheese, hit the block

G-Get that cheese, hit the block, get that cheese, hit the block

Get that cheese, hit the block, get that cheese, hit the block

Get it, let's get it

Get that money mayne, get that money mayne

Let's get that money mayne, c'mon

Hit the block, count that cash, get that cheese, get that dough

Hit the block, count that cash, get that cheese, get that dough

Hit the block, count that cash, get that cheese, get that dough

Get that cheese, get that dough, get that cheese, get that dough

Let's go, yeah, let's go

What? What?

Let's get it, yeah

Let's get it, what? What?

Well it's the first of the month my nigga so you know what it is (is)

Let's get down to the block and get that handlin this biz

Call the dealers and killers, cut-throated thugs are gorillas (what?)

Got my haters to feel us and recognize who the trillest (huh)

I got my mind on my paper (paper) it's time for collectin ('lectin)

My issue you neglectin, seem to me you disrespectin

Boy don't play with my pape's cause I'ma gon' spray where you stay

Pull out that K in a day and get done away like you fake

Straight out P-A short Texas, servin trees on the West (West)

A money-makin machine, nigga I do it best

With the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash

So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass

Cause I gotta

Uhh, I got a 'Llac with a stash spot

Spot, for that plastic heater in the glass knot

Get the cheese, whip the blow, hit the sneeze, hit the dro

She on her knees in the low, I make 'em get down on the flo'

Flo', you niggaz say you want a better price

Price, you got it but it ain't gon' hook right

Drop seven on lock tight, fuck wit it the whole night

Try to hit and she hid the Sprite, got you mad like Tina and Ike

Ike, my product always cover up good

Good, nigga I can put that on my neighborhood

Hold Arthur right on the water, white powder and hella snorter

Nigga wanna buy eight I brought 'em

slowly off and then I ate in the squadda

Uhh, now nigga look at how the time change

Change, check out the Jordans on this wide frame

Whippin out and grippin gram, new truck or candy slant

Makin young girls drop it I, hit the slab bitch hit the block

Let me get these niggaz for you Pimp!

Let me handle this shit for you Bun, I got you!

You know it's a team, UGK alumni

Ain't nuttin!

I got a, fresh connect a Betty bubble up out the pirate

Ask yourself, cheap in Texas if you can drive past

Besides that, nigga current or make five cents

It's seven eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that

By fifty thousand, no more browsin, bitch I'm buyin that

I'm ridin 'Llac with three old Benzes right behind that

Fifth comin down we be flexin, fives and sixes in GTS's

Chrome tips with VVS's, neck and chest in VVS's

Oh yes it's, the mob better get your mind right

Ay Tip ain't goin home, that don't even sound right

You niggaz actin like a broad, I don't wanna fight

Nah I ain't gon' squab but I will have a gun fight

We finna hit the streets with the glock, with the G's in the block

Trappin on like a traffic stop, then sooner or later I have a knot

Got money from Bankhead to Groverland, fuck your head back to Simpson Road

Down South fakers known for gettin paper

then some of the hill niggaz still know, for sho' they know