
my block on fire - rowdy rebel lyrics
[intro]
this is control
i need a unit for an officer in need of assistants
i need a medic for a person down
dispatch fire fighters on the spot
to 5 alarm fire
[verse 1]
early in the morning, b*tch, the birds chirping
nots on my block, [?] lerking
just keep your head up, lil n*gga, don’t be looking nervous
and don’t panic if they run up and try to search ya
you feeling flame, f*cking with the gang, [?]
i’ll put your brains on the picture frame
and everybody on my block know i f*ck with them
but n0body on my block [?]
p*ssy
it’s rules on my block
a few done tried, and a few done got shot
so don’t get it confused on my block
[?] on my block
early in the morning, go [?] my [?]
[?] that work [?]
i tell my n*gga, hold the f*cking [?]
[?] next best [?]
my youngings in the kitchen, they be water whipping
short a gram, you can find your daughter missing
[?] just don’t [?]
he wasn’t swimming with the sharks, bеcause i caught him fishing
my hot boys [?] block [?]
[?] shot boys
[?] watch them drop, boy
[?] hot, boy
[chorus]
n*gga, my block on fire, n*gga, what about your’s?
my hot boys rolling, and thеm boys don’t care
catch a f*ck n*gga slippin, run up on him, then what?
he don’t want me [?]
said my block on fire, n*gga, what about your’s?
my hot boys rolling, them boys don’t care
catch a f*ck n*gga slippin, run up on him, then what?
he don’t want me [?]
[verse 2]
n*gga welcome to my [?] life
sh*t, i live a cold life
iphone box wrapped up, n*gga, with all white
i done seen sh*t that make a n*gga live the wrong life
good die young, [?] ain’t nothing but [?]
i done seen sons tell the dirt for the right price
[?] take that boy life
we had a hard life, [?]
but n*ggas charged it to the game, credit card swipes
fresh [?], probably due to all white
[?] down, when i get the cash right
and i ain’t f*cking on these b*tches from my past life
unless the redgister is lit, all the cash right
and i be waiting for the cash, waiting all night
once the sh*t clear, i be there, on sight
all these [?] n*ggas moving funny
just don’t test squad, n*gga, or the shmoney
[chorus]
n*gga, my block on fire, n*gga, what about your’s?
my hot boys rolling, and them boys don’t care
catch a f*ck n*gga slippin, run up on him, then what?
he don’t want me [?]
said my block on fire, n*gga, what about your’s?
my hot boys rolling, them boys don’t care
catch a f*ck n*gga slippin, run up on him, then what?
he don’t want me [?]
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