Cookin Soul - Block Party lyrics

[Intro] Tight get with it Let a n***a run up, n***a gettin' stitches Ever since a youngin' I been having b**hes All the hoes wanna hop on my dick like crickets Tight get with it Let a n***a run up, n***a gettin' stitches Ever since a youngin' I been having b**hes All the hoes wanna hop on my dick like crickets [Verse 1: YG] No money n***a, show money n***a Got n***as in the Bay making ho money n***a Got them hoes on Figg, got them n***as in the pen Jesus Christ I pray for all these That p**y got heated up, n***a beat it up I'm gon' start smoking n***as if they keep speaking up On my name, I bang, my gang ‘Til the day I lay in my grave Yeah, I was lost but a n***a got saved Like the carpool, n***a, stay in your lane Got n***as in jail to this day The old n***as sick ‘cause I got b**hes they age Big homie's telling me to get cakes And if I do that, some n***as get sprayed Big homie's telling me to get cakes And if I do that, some n***as get sprayed [Hook: 2Pac] Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock [Verse 2: Blanco] I spent five racks a day That's me being modest Let's be honest It's simple economics I mean do money, I ain't countin' My Chronic is bionic It's the bomb, Islamic I don't want it, I'm buyin' I roll it, I light I load it, I fire it You f**boys, keep hiding Yeah, I got the shed on lockdown Everybody and they momma know I got pounds Got the llama, and revolver on my lap now f** that, I'll never back down Old timer sat in the background I live in a gla** house with a MAC-11 [Hook: 2Pac] Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock [Verse 3: DB Tha General] Bands make her dance but the weed got her, oh This her song, couple shots on she on, in the zone No we sleep, do many if you ain't me I promote a million tweet No geek, still street I grind all day, grind all night Yeah a n***a chasing bread, you're motherf**in' right I'm high as a kite, cloud nine, wasted, faded Bay n***a, town S, don't hate it Out there, I can never escape it Smile at they a**, cause they know a n***a made it Look it's the greatest G-O-A-T Call me the goot on a coat they can't f** with me Dumb tree b**h roll up Why you playing? I'm just saying what's the hold up? We got dumb tree so we roll up Why you playing? I'm just saying what's the hold up? [Hook: 2Pac] Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock