GS9 - My Block Hot lyrics

(performed by Rowdy Rebel) [Intro:] Rowdy baby, squad n***a my block hot, n***a, my block burn n***a my block on fire, n***a, what about yours? [Verse 1:] Early in the morning, b**h, the birds chirpin' Narc's on my block, yeah, them boys lurkin' Just keep your head up lil' n***a, don't be lookin' nervous And don't panic if they run up and they try to search ya' You feel a flame f**ing with the gang, chick-a-bang I put ya' brains on ya picture frame And everybody on my block know I up them thangs But nobody on my block gonna up and sing, p**y There's rules on my block, a few done tried and a few done got shot So don't get it confused on my block Gettin' rude or try to be cute on my block Like, early in the morning, go and check my blood Oh my n***a Boss man got that work strapped up I tell my n***a all the f**in' time like bro, you the next best chef up My youngins in the kitchen, they be water whippin' Short a gram, you can find ya' daughter missin' Picture orderin' just don't get ya order different He wasn't swimming the sharks because I caught him fishin' My hot boys tote Glocks, boy And they don't just tote, yeah, they shot boys Body twirl, watch him drop boy Oh, I ain't tell you them n***as was hot boys? [Hook x2:] n***a, my block on fire, n***a, what about yours? My hot boys rollin' and them boys don't care Catch a f** n***a slippin', run up on then wait They don't want me, Allen or D-Wade [Verse 2:] n***a, welcome to my Zoe life, should I live a cold life? IPhone box wrapped up, n***a, with all rice I done seen sh** that make a n***a live the wrong life Good die young but ain't nothing bout' them boys nice I done seen sons sell a gun for the right price In the long run, the same gun take that boy life We had a hard life, fought for hard white But n***as charge it to the game, credit card swipes Fresh mikes, probably do the all whites Giuseppe down when I get the cash right And I ain't f**ing all these b**hes from my past life Unless the register is lit or I'm cash right And I be waiting for the cash, waiting all night Once the sh** clear, I be there, on sight Heard these lame n***as moving funny Just don't jack squad, n***a, all Shmoneys [Hook x2]