BLOCK PARTY ft. KME J4zzz Lyrics

Bro said he don't want the lock, so I'mma go an pass the Drac

Ain't no smitty in my circle, told him G-Locks with no safe

I know niggas from the lou that ATL, they get shit lace

So watch your back around my niggas, talkin' slimy, hella snake

We got G-Locks in them R's, we clutchin snap

They say foe nem got them boxes on the back

So go on tap n, ain't from the rack

From 314 to 618 im takin' hats

So if you KME or MOE you family, ain't no rats

I tell hoes to slop the mouth, this big Five7, get into it

Don't got opps, we skippin' rocks, the ARP, start skippin' music

Disrespect, they sayin' do it, got the bag, I got the mula

Out the box, I get shit lace , from coast to coast, I'm switchin' through it

Switchin', swervin' through these hoes, it's hella friendly, I don't do it

Ain't gon' speak on what I did, I got it done, so get to movin

Move around with all that wishy-washy shit, don't miss it, screw it

All these blues up in my hand, thought I'm a crip, this shit confusing

And I don't see it, if you do not fuck with us, quit startin' rumors

Killin' many enemies, but yeah, my chain came from a cooler

I got 16 different clocks, I'm tryin' to stop, just like I'm Hoover

I'm a shooter, put a nigga up to God, like hallelujah

Bro said he don't want the lock, so I'mma go an pass the Drac

Ain't no smitty in my circle, told him G-Locks with no safe

I know niggas from the lou that ATL, they get shit lace

So watch your back around my niggas, talkin' slimy, hella snake

We got G-Locks in them R's, we clutchin snap

They say foe nem got them boxes on the back

So go on tap n, ain't from the rack

From 314 to 618 im takin' hats

So if you KME or MOE you family, ain't no rats

My lil' niggas in the county juvenile, don't CNN

KME or MOE, we don't say shit, don't know a thing

You see that's light shit, I put a bag on anybody's face

I'm smokin' drugs straight to the face, I pray to God that I ain't laced

Outta sight, don't cause attention to the guys we built to fly

Rippin' rocks to break and pop right off the leg, these niggas cops

Ask JQ if he don't know I'm shit, he did, they took his watch

We stoppin' clocks and his lil' lifeline cut it short, he tried to watch

At the cut, he rolled the dice and lost his life, about five dem shot

Let me stop, lil' bitch, I lied, I thought I said it from the start

Drac ain't here to split his brains, I swear to God, this chopper rock

Did all that playin' on the net, rewind your life right from the start

Nigga, clear,