Cash Money Millionaires - Tha Block Is Hot Lyrics
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Tha Block Is Hot
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What Are The Lyrics For Tha Block Is Hot By Cash Money Millionaires?
Wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', what
Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trusting no man Got my glock cocked, running this thing, ya understand We be steaming, blazing, nines pumped in caves and Hollygrove 17th, the hood where I was raised in Niggas busting heads and, running ducking Feds and Rocks under they tongues and, Ki's under they beds and Do it for the real niggas, twenty-four seven hustlers Until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers Ain't no love for them busta, no pimp for no coward No respect for no stunt, and no money without power We keeping niggas hotter, ew nasty and sour Pile up in the Eddie Bauer and blaka at every hour Some niggas like that powder, fold it up what they drain Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins From the home of the game, jacking and cracking brains Broadcasting live from tha block it's Lil' Wayne (Nigga you got that llello?) Well cook something nigga (Nigga you let them K's go?) Well bust something nigga (Are you ducking that law?) You better run from em nigga (Are you playing with that raw?) Well won't you front somethin' nigga (tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha-ha) tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha, ha-ha tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha, ha-ha tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha See where I'm from we keep our guns out Dodging cops and burning blocks, cause we be thugged out It's time to floss, two big bodies on Broad South And they got quarter staffs and birds that run the house It's all good in the hood hustling like illegal Soon as you get it, hot skirt, like for them people Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto' End up in Miss Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch This everyday, at the spot where niggas murder on top, boy It's the spot where they got Fire Girls and Hot, Boys We don't know what being cause we so blunted from trees And we'll be round ya all day til it's "400 Degreez" And you see where niggas go, nobody be on the pulpit They got a nigga that own the sto', he flipping out off that broad Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure, your door is locked Cause this ain't nothing proper, cause tha block, is just hot (Nigga you got that llello?) Well cook something nigga (Nigga you let them K's go?) Well bust something nigga (Are you ducking that law?) You better run from em nigga (Are you playing with that raw?) Well won't you front somethin' nigga (tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha-ha) tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha, ha-ha tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha, ha-ha tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha See watch your step on my section, gotta walk like, talk like Where they shot out all the street lights So you can't see what nobody be like And we like, to dress in all black up in my residence Ain't got on no suits, cause we ain't trying to be presidents And ever since the coke drought, niggas been on a trip y'all So you better watch what y'all playing wit Cause a nigga will try to flip y'all They hit y'all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug Catch your breath, now sh, catch a slug It's street smarts, plenty niggas that keep spots When the heat starts, ain't nobody got sweethearts Calling weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk We cut your week short, them lil' boys don't give a damn Call out for that caper, won't hesitate to kill a man Run in his house and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam Tie em up put em in the vans, then put a gat in his drawers Tch, one move blow his cactus's off (Nigga you got that llello?) Well cook something nigga (Nigga you let them K's go?) Well bust something nigga (Are you ducking that law?) You better run from em nigga (Are you playing with that raw?) Well won't you front somethin' nigga (tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha-ha) tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha, ha-ha tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha, ha-ha tha block is hot, tha block is hot, ha Whoot! Some people call me cause tha block is hot Bust ya guns cause tha block is hot Nigga sh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot Say look Daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot Nigga whoot! Some people call me cause tha block is hot Bust ya guns cause tha block is hot Nigga sh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot Say look Daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn My block on fire, nigga what about yours? Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn My block on fire, nigga what about yours? The block is hot ha ha ha ha |
Who Wrote Tha Block Is Hot By Cash Money Millionaires?
Byron O. Thomas, Terius Gray, Dwayne Carter, Christopher Dorsey
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What's The Duration Of The Tha Block Is Hot By Cash Money Millionaires?The duration of Tha Block Is Hot is 4:14 minutes and seconds. |
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