Tha Block Is Hot ft. Cheri Lyrics

Let's gather around, gather around, okay, okay

Today, it's your favorite Rudeboi Rabb, the hoes call me Cheri

And I'm back at it to give you a story of the web of life

Now, some of you guys are probably asking me "What is the web of life?"

Ah, good question, let me give you an answer

Let's say you get a girlfriend, right?

You get a girlfriend but you lose the girlfriend due to not giving her enough attention

And let's say you get another girlfriend, but then you lose that one to someone overly doing things for her

You already lost one to lack of attention, and you one to your underappreciation

Thank you, Cheri

And let's just say they both came to me

Now they're linked with me and that's the web of life

And the same thing for you bum niggas, that's been doubting LP Rambeezy

Veli is you on payroll?

Just Stain Gang, nigga

Veli, when you say "kaydoe" that's gang slang nigga

Oh, it's tucked in your draws?

I'm on the same thing, nigga

Oh, you really get off?

Then let your chain hang, nigga

The block is hot, the block is hot

I'ma send my cousin to fye up your spot, what's hot is hot

You not like thot what's not is not, what's not is not, nah nah

Plus I got the drop, finna dry up your snot, ha ha, ha

Straight off the block, guns in my hands, I know no end

Like a shot clock, pull quick my friend, avenge my mans

Bitch, I'm schemin', posted, callin' up my bro, bitch

He got a new pole, I said "when you'll let me hold this?"

You pissin' me off, let me focus

24 talk, you won't know, it's encoded

Walk down a nigga, bitch I'm a foot soldier

He almost ran off at first but he slowed it

SK Gang, you speak on bro and then demons come bitch, Vonte know it

Ambulance comin' like FEMA come, we the ones, might as well quote it

I'm swingin' from blocks like Peter, son

Shoot all your dogs make PETA come

I just waked, tryna choose which weapon today but either one

ARPs and shell catchers, you better MJ Beat It, son

Ask his mama, tell him stop that net make me delete your son

You know it's over, no need to run, them bullets is hot like fevers, son

I told Keila "It was me or him" and I couldn't be the one

Fly overseas with this visa boy, in London with V to see the sun

Bitch, they callin' me Six, I'm heat LeBron

I know you a lick, you a easy one

Veli is you on payroll?

Just Stain Gang, nigga

Veli, when you say "kaydoe" that's gang slang nigga

Oh, it's tucked in your draws?

I'm on the same thing, nigga

Oh, you really get off?

Then let your chain hang, nigga

The block is hot, the block is hot

I'ma send my cousin to fye up your spot, what's hot is hot

You not like thot what's not is not, what's not is not, nah nah

Plus I got the drop, finna dry up your snot, ha ha, ha

Let's say you been getting a chance to listen to his music

Let's say you been getting a chance to stick with what he got going on

Yet you didn't

But now, the music is getting to you

Now the influence is getting to you

And you're wondering how are you linked up with the person you thought you could avoid

Hmph