BACK ON DA BLOCK (feat. Money Power & Big Drez)

(Quan The Don313 Verse) Uh-huh, Roxi Gang, nigga Uh-huh, M30 on the tab, count them bitches by the thousand I was really in the city, had them fuckin' pills pilin Niggas hatin' on a dog cause you know I'm really wildin Yeah, bitch, you know I'm really stylin Gucci Dior, bitch, you know I got the latest drip Niggas know I came up in the game on the 7 strip 40 with a scope, lil' nigga, knock your shit back Yeah, you know I'm goin' hard, baby, got some kickback Yeah, you know I'm goin' so dumb, best believe that Told them niggas I was goin' hard, this intriguing I was in the hood actin' like a damn heathin Had these fiends on my neck, yeah, they niggas steady fiendin I'ma get back, yeah, you know this nigga on the mode I was tryin' to get back to it, bitch, I'm really on the low These niggas hatin' on me cause I really got consistency Niggas know these niggas know ain't never seen no bitch in me 40 with a dick, bitch, you know I'm with the shit So I ain't playin' damn rolls cause I'm really, really lit I'm tryin' to pull up in the Rolls, goin' stunt up on a bitch Move it by the pound, nigga, move it by the brick You know I'm goin' harder than a motherfuckin' bitch I'm a 7-mile nigga, got it off the fuckin' strip My daddy was a buster, he was actin' like a bitch He ain't even do his do's, but you know I'm really lit But I ain't got no time cause I was tryin' to build my confidence I was whippin' up the pots, you know I had to drop the shit Yeah, I had to go and get it cause you know I lock the shit I was really with the pots, you know that I'm a lock and smith, bitch (Money Power Verse) I'm off 3-5, a cookie and a 8, I can't feel my face Aunty in a trap, tweakin' out, she just lick the plates You can't talk trap if you ain't in the streets every day Could turn the split to a half a, watch it fly away The trap goin' crazy, don't you think about robbin' me The Drac off safety, I'm masked up like it's Halloween Say, son, you pussies big as ain't gon' take nothin I did some dirt, so this Drac hold an extra hunnid I'm lookin' for the opps to want my top, I didn't get it yet I'm hangin' out the window with a whip cause I'm into that I'm sick of hearin' all the lies and the chitty-chat Anejo mixed wit dusse got me stabbin' the kitty cat Before I let a nigga take me, you know the rest 762s out the chopper, eatin' up his chest I'm a vet, ridin' in the vet, tossin' up my set Amiri Jeans, Dolce & Gabbana, my fit wet Can't give a f*ck about another nigga But if you disrespect my set, I'ma come and get you I pop the 30, got me sweatin', this bitch so official My eyes blush out red, I hope you get the picture Ridin' with a bad bitch She don't talk, she just love how I stab the whip These niggas fluke as hell, shooters might pass the stick I'm the type that shoot not once, but an extra clip Glock 23, I'm stayin' back, got an extra grip (Big Drez Verse) They say that they gon' smoke, well, then let's talk about it If I up this 4-5, bitch, you gon' walk around it I done dove up in the pussy, and this shit astounded Niggas' pockets full of lint, that's why you steady frownin Spendin' blocks off in the scat, you know he steady clownin Can't pay nothin' but these bitches, nigga, how you really soundin' Niggas stack your paper up, but you gon' see him houndin Turn her over, finna back, she finna take a poundin All my niggas with the shit, they know for spendin' blocks If I catch that nigga out, you know he gettin' dropped I dare a nigga try my bitch, you gettin' hit with Glocks I'ma stuff you in the trunk, and I'ma spin your block I'm takin' all contact, bitch, I'll never flop Slap the switch up on that bitch, and it'll never stop All my niggas from the slums, we done came up Never switchin' on the game, we share the same blood, nigga