cash money millionaires - baller blockin' lyrics
[turk]
everyday, all day all we do is get our grind on
from sun up to sun down get our grind on
tryna bust it wide open and build up my clank
send a hit at these n-ggas so we could be the jank
you now how it is want everything for myself
want every n-gga scorin for me n0body else
i’mma dog it ain’t no secret i want it all
tha c0ke, dope, hoes and tha fancy cars
tha game is cold but it’s fair n-gga
can’t trust no man cuz a n-gga don’t care n-gga
n-gga will do anything just to be tha man wit all tha work
kidnap yo wife and yo daughter erase you off tha earth
them n-ggas cut throats this sh-t is real cuzen
better know tha game cuz if you don’t you get k!lled cuzen
be ready to take a n-gga to war behinds yours
spark when it get dark and leave brains on the curve
[hook: turk]
why you blockin us
baller blockin us
you n-ggas can keep tryin
ain’t no stoppin us
[baby]
n-ggas baller blockin so they lettin off shots
tha feds came thru can’t stop tha clock
then why a n-gga up tryna close my shop
lovely came thru in a bentley drop
tha cadilac truck we painted then got hot
still runnin thru them hallways tote’n a glock
word got around curly tryna close my shop
tha mail man down bad he can grab tha glock
tell tha stupid ho shut up she bouts to get popped
tha cameras out and them lights is on
them feds com’n thru and they gettin it on
so we duck and hide, supply and ride
big party goin down wit big wood tonite
so we c-cked tha glocks
cuz tha beef is rock
n-ggas shootin out windows instead of head shots
believe that playboy
[hook]
[e-40]
n-ggas be gold k!llin
(?) slippery like grease create y’all bin on a (?) scrilla
call tha police on a young busta just tryna money mack on a million
you best respect tha game or get yo cap pilled in
whoopin -ss and takin names about my pay
straight up out tha year 2000 y2k
we ain’t fit tha bearin f-ck bamas, (?), (?)
how bout atlanta you know
we ain’t gotta smash pennies to make tokens no mo (beyotch beyotch)
see i just look like this
project english left and plain
we use words like “it’s all gravy tre”
i spit tha (?) from tha job
my n-gga baby and them law
tha block controller just seen it all
from white to brown and yellow (beyotch)
pineapple y’all
leaky brown color to baller blockin y’all
wit baking soda (wit baking soda) ya smell
ball to we have it all (ball to we have it all) ya dig
ball to we have it all (ball to we have it all) ho
[hook]
[juvenile]
i know i need to stop but i’m solja so f-ck it
besides i’m responsible fo supplin tha public
my daddy got shot so i’m holdin it down
outline, out of bounds puttin four in a clown
b-tch answer when i call make me know you got my change
is it explodin in yo brain, do you think i’m playin games
see that’s why lil n-ggas like u get murder over ‘caine
put yo self in a spot where u won’t be working again
i ain’t gone let yo partners from yo block confuse ya
you broke ’em off a package and they tryna misuse ya
now tell ’em who got -ssed out you and me too huh
and bubba want his money so i gotta k!ll you now
and all these m-th-f-ckin laws tryna take mines
i ain’t wit that bullsh-t two at tha same time
f-ck i might at well give tha dope game up
but beatrice said he got a fresh package that came up
[hook]
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