NLE Choppa

"Blocc Is Hot"

[Intro]
Out of me store, hurry up and buy
Uh, hahaha
Choppa, n*gga, hell nah
Baby Mexico sh*t, n*gga, you hear me?
NLE, top shottas, n*gga, you hear me? Yeah
ATLJacob, ATLJacob
Yeah, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
Grr, b*tch, b*tch, grr, grr
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Just like a landlord n*gga, I'll pull up where you're stayin'
Send some shots right through that house, in the same place you layin'
It ain't sh*t to put a bag up on your head, I'll pay it
You keep on dissin' on my name, but I'ma make that n*ggas say less
We ride four deep, cruisin' in a brand new coupe today
Draco in the backseat, when we see that n*gga, boost the murder rate
pus*y b*tch, I love beef, put it on my plate and stuff it in my face

[Chorus]
Ah, the block is hot, it's on fire
Ah, I'm with the sh*t just like a diaper
Ah, I'ma light 'em up just like a lighter
Ah, I got a lot of guns, I'm not a fighter
Ah, just like a hunter, keep a rifle

[Verse 2]
I might pull up in your neighborhood, get to shakin', ain't no hesitation
Off the lean, so a n*gga movin' like I'm in the Matrix
Put a n*gga in a casket, have him dressin' out in Stacy's
Now he six feet deep, put him on vacation
b*tch, I'm boppin' on the scene with my Glock up on my hip
I saw my oppostion lackin', so I dumped the whole clip
Them RIP bullets hit him, through his body, they gon' rip
My Blood n*ggas screamin' "Slatt", but my Hoovers screamin' "Crip"

[Bridge]
Yeah, my block real hot (You need to cool down)
Blow my n*ggas kickin' doors down (Thought you knew now)
We got the choppers and the Glocks (We finna shoot now)
And when that n*gga in the back (He don't make a sound)

[Verse 3]
A savage what they call me, but really, I'm a devil
I pop a Perc and get jiggy, I'm on another level
His b*tch diggin' me just like a motherf*ckin' shovel
I'm a lion, a tiger, a shooter, and a rebel
n*gga dissin' on my name, so I'ma put him on the news
.556s, .223s, and then .762s
When that Draco hit a n*gga, it's gon' knock him out his shoes
I cropped that n*gga out the picture when he got here with this tool
We throwin' signs in the club, n*gga, what you wanna do?
My n*gga got the f*ckin' Glock, but I got the deuce-deuce
I dare a n*gga throw a diss, I swear to God we raise the roof
I ain't talkin' 'bout no dice when I say I'm 'bout to shoot
We connected with the Mafia, we cook it like tilapia
I got some trulers in the cut, but I'm bangin' with the Shottas
I'ma kindnap a n*gga, torture him, and make him holler
Just like a Tic-Tac, when I see him, swear to God that I'ma pop him

[Bridge]
(Grr) The block is hot, the block is hot
(Grr) The block is hot, the block is hot
(Grr) The block is hot, the block is hot
The block is hot, the block is hot

[Chorus]
Ah, the block is hot, it's on fire
Ah, I'm with the sh*t just like a diaper
Ah, I'ma light 'em up just like a lighter
Ah, I got a lot of guns, I'm not a fighter
Ah, just like a hunter, keep a rifle

[Outro]
The block is hot, the block is hot
The block is hot, the block is hot
The block is hot, the block is hot
The block is hot, it's on fire

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