Blocka (ft. French Montana, Meek Mill, T.i. & Young Dro) by Hustle Gang
[Intro]
My youngin' got the chopper
Once he turn around it's that “blocka, blocka, blocka!”
Go hit 'em with the chopper
Once he turn around it's that “blocka, blocka, blocka!”
[Bridge]
I know you heard me through your radio
I know you heard me through your stereo
100 chains on with my fitted
'Bout to kill the game, nigga, here we go
And I pull that on me
And the Feds got a case, try to put that on me
If shorty got ass, go on, put that on me
Milli in the bag, man, I put that on me
[Hook]
And my youngin got a chopper
Once he turn around it's that “blocka, blocka, blocka!”
And my youngin got the choper
Once he turn around it's that “blocka, blocka, blocka!”
[Verse 1]
If you want it with my shooter, then nigga, pull up then
He'll knock yoir ass off for a light 10
You a coward if you kill a nigga in the night then
Say you gangsta, we'll kill a nigga in the light then
Didn't wait 'til the police come, right then
And if you don't run, it'll make you look right then
God say it's to kill, he right then
We all righteous, I'm the other righteous man
Righteous killings – do it cool as a fan with it
Okay, that is God's work, y'all niggas is playin' with it
Manslaughter a nigga, bare hands with it
That nigga a real pussy, I was in the can with him
Young Dro, not the averager – solid gold damager
Y'all niggas sleep, I wake 'em up like I'm Rabika
I used to fuck with Keisha, now I'm fuckin' with Tabitha
I'm in the kitchen, flippin' this cakes, no spatula
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I say money is the mission, we murder without permission
Kilos in the kitchen, the pot, stove in the kitchen
My niggas gettin' richer 'cause niggas know they position
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