The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippinĀ“ Said she need more loot
Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how IĀ“m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? ErĀ“body and their mama callinĀ“ feds on me I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it (IĀ“ma do it) Look I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it (IĀ“ma do it) I got money on my head but IĀ“m ridinĀ“ in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Yeah!
FeelinĀ“ just like JFK In the city that let Ā“em fly like JFK (Ayy) Sometimes LaGaurdia I ainĀ“t gone lie to ya If looks could kill Then my style might body ya ThatĀ“s why IĀ“m with naudia I call my gun naudia When she say hi to ya ItĀ“s buh-buh-bye to ya Make it sound like Saudi Arabia Maybe the haters should Watch what he say to her You think
I can hold my head high and die Or I can live and duck
My attitude is celibate I donĀ“t give a fuck
The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippinĀ“ Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how IĀ“m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? ErĀ“body and their mama callinĀ“ feds on me I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it Look I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it I got money on my head but IĀ“m ridinĀ“ in a drop (Drop)
Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Yeah! Now who are you to tell me How to conduct myself Why donĀ“t you practice safe sex And go fuck yourself The rumor is that IĀ“m a hazzard to a suckaĀ“s health (Oh-oh) I coulda told you that (Oh-oh) Yeah I coulda told you that (Oh-oh) Picture me, not fly WhereĀ“s them exposures at? (Oh-oh) Right here, on my lap (Oh-oh) ThatĀ“s where my composureĀ“s at (Oh-oh) IĀ“m back like a gun cock
IĀ“m so cool that If I go to hell All I need is my sun block
Nigga hold ya head high and die Or live and duck My attitude is celibate I donĀ“t give a fuck
The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippinĀ“ Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap
And another in the back Shit, how IĀ“m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? ErĀ“body and their mama callinĀ“ feds on me I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it Look I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it I got money on my head but IĀ“m ridinĀ“ in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) I mean letĀ“s be honest You never liked a nigga Tryna lesbian-us So I kept the strap on Clap off, clap on Lights out, like flights out
You could be departed Never me who started I Lambo Gallard-ed I am vehically challenged That means the car is retarded But regardless IĀ“m "Tin Man" heartless No love Hey son, lookinĀ“ for love? Get a show on VH1
Nigga hold ya high and die Or live and duck My attitude is Virgins Still donĀ“t give a fuck
The block got my back And my boys do too And my baby mama trippinĀ“ Said she need more loot Every block, every hood Every ghetto got beef Got a heater on my lap And another in the back Shit, how IĀ“m supposed to cope With all this stress on me? ErĀ“body and their mama callinĀ“ feds on me I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it Look I donĀ“t know what IĀ“ma do, but IĀ“ma do it I got money on my head but IĀ“m ridinĀ“ in a drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop) Drop (Drop)