When I'm on the road, still push and blow
The block hot as hell,
but we pushin' snow
That's how it go, on the third coast,
you play with my bread,
I'll butter your toast
Why you stoppin' me?
I did the speed limit
You sought a bigger ram
so you know a G in it
Just leave me alone,
let me do my thing
Don't stereotype me cause
I'm wearin' a chain
But nig ga hate the game,
don't hate us
Cause on the real the
money don't make us
I got my FN on my waistline
Ain't no Eastman,
so why you get the canine?
Aw shit, I better think quick -quick
I got the streets on lock like trick -trick
I'm the shit bitch, I'm getting rich quick
Tell the louse, get out my dick
Aw shit, here come the HPD
A nigga ridin' dirty so
you can't catch me
Whoa, I got a stash box
I'm on the black block
I see a thug in life pox, let's go
I'm like, fuck the police
coming straight from the underground
Stash my packs in the trash
before they come around
East gang got a town
we don't fuck around
Turn a nigga block to my
own hustle ground
I'm getting money nigga fed
snapping pictures of me
Keep it pushing like bun
nigga get the money
I'm a slick nigga risk
game sick nigga
Just copped a crib bout to
whip me up a whip nigga
Wa ter hot straight drop
balling out the pot
Cut the rock and turn your block
into a parking lot
The hitters know me,
I try to stay low -key
Got bricks for the load, yeah,
that's a low -key
Young OG, everybody know me
If I front it,
bring the money back if you owe me
I got to get me, nigga, before I get time
I got to get the cheese,
nig ga, I'ma get mine
Oh shit, here come the N .O .P .D.
Niggas hatin' on me,
cause I'm gettin' this cheese
Oh, I got a fat knot,
not servin' fat rocks
I chop it down and turn your block into a parking lot
Bye!