D.B.L.O.C.K.

[Intro: Sheek Louch]

Yeah

This is D-Block

Welcome

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]

[?] Sheek [?] label up his sleve

Y'all can’t breathe

The boy Louch a headake, pass the Aleve

I reinvented myself, I change with time

Through a C.E.O. [?] stepped up my rhymes

It's time for this nigga to shine

[?] same patern [?] for a minute, Imma change the design

Nothing change, you can still walk with me

But get a fresh buck fifty

That hammer still tucked in my dickies

Still fucking with these bitches, the [?] is sticky

The same niggas everyday, god is picky

And even though I ain't go plat yet, Sheek got the hood upside down like a Hot Wheels track set

I spit like I been dead

Holla at me, you a [?] think I was your father, minous the grey chin hair

Rich na, but I holla back when I get there

[Chorus: Styles P]

D. B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we thugs, fuck the judge

And fuck the D.A

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we good, nigga we hood

We let the heat spray

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga you lame, watch the game

Ain’t no instant replay

D.B.L.O.C.K

On your b.l.o.c. [?] everybody [?] G [?]

[Verse 2: J-Hood]

[?] Imma blow passed my expectations

Do [?] couple million, gangstas in the hood waiting

For me to drop that vocal coke, the numb [?]

[?] small [?] we goons and baboons

Niggas with artillery, [?] even though they make

[?] change my fate, wanna see me in custody

[?] niggas fake

[?] sligh as a fox

Soft pack the Glock, my flow contagious like small pocks

J-Hood, D-Block

Motherfuckers is [?]

Running your mouth, talking loud

But you ain't saying a word

[?] get clapped, tryna die over rap

It ain't worth it, plus [?] I spit rawer than crack

On the track, bagging and serve it to the niggas in the ghetto

Bet my life, my album sell more than the second Nintendo

[?] faggets can't see me

If you try, you getting wet up like a fifty [?]

[Chorus: Styles P]

D. B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we thugs, fuck the judge

And fuck the D.A

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we good, nigga we hood

We let the heat spray

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga you lame, watch the game

Ain't no instant replay

D.B.L.O.C.K

On your b.l.o.c. [?] everybody [?] G [?]

[Verse 3: Styles P]

I go to hell if my niggas was dead

Drinking liquor, blowing L's, like I'm living in [?]

Matter fact y'all food, I’m the dinner [?]

And I can’t go to heaven, I be sinning in there

Listen up, I keep two guns on my hips

Got a few hundred pounds, move [?] on my strip

Niggas leave off the block when I'm on my shit

Got my hands in my pants, and they ain’t on my dick

Fuck a nigga, keep these guns on safety for what?

From a place where faces get cut

Niggas is taping you up

They gon' bring you to a place in the cut

This real dirty, this some seven thirty niggas start breaking you up

I wear a mask like it's a masquerade

Cause I got beef with niggas like me, that'll blast away

Listen dawg, I’m tryna last today

So if I see tomorrow, I'm grabbing these hollos to mash away

Yeah

[Chorus: Styles P]

D. B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we thugs, fuck the judge

And fuck the D.A

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we good, nigga we hood

We let the heat spray

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga you lame, watch the game

Ain't no instant replay

D.B.L.O.C.K

On your b.l.o.c. [?] everybody [?] G [?]

[Verse 4: Jadakiss]

Since they say life's a gamble, well fuck it, I got bank

I'm on the subway

Tongue in my [?] I'm like Frank

You being a thug wrong, we was in the bullpen, I have you standing up [?] singing love songs

When you go to buss a nigga, always remember

Never trust a nigga

And don't forget to put your gloves on

Niggas [?] whatever they making

It's getting cold and the weather is breaking

Sales is dropping, ten PM, cells is locking

Drama hour on D-Block, the jail is rocking

Real life family, we ain't gang members, but we still bang niggas, and we keep them things with us

We both got the seven, but your's is the fourty five, mine is the sixty

Color of rice crispies

Yeah, so go ahead, with your newborn rap, nigga

Puss like a newborn cat

Let's get it poppin

[Chorus: Styles P]

D. B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we thugs, fuck the judge

And fuck the D.A

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga we good, nigga we hood

We let the heat spray

D.B.L.O.C.K

Nigga you lame, watch the game

Ain't no instant replay

D.B.L.O.C.K

On your b.l.o.c. [?] everybody [?] G [?]