"We Onna Block" lyrics

We on the block
Hella Glocks
If they slide down this bitch
They gone get shot
She a bop, her friend a thot
I ain't tryna wife you
Bitch I want the top
Arp detach the stock
Them .556s, 223s
Make bodies rock
He tried to run
His body drop
Yelling out, my man
My man, shorty stop
She a eat
Come eat the cock
I blow the switch, he tried to run
Ain't make it far
Caught him out in traffic, soon as he pull over
Surround the car
He on legal hope, cause they had left him dead
It hurt the heart
This a push to start, I make stryker music
This bitch hot
She say I act nonchalant, like I don't care
Just play my part
Kill the toughest nigga from they hood
Cause he wasn't movin smart
I leading me new ass to goofy, try to slide
Got they shit parked
We got 40 nickel nines
Ain't even reach my fuckin prime
We pull up on demon time, once we get em
Then he dyin
We sip wocky, by the line
Take his jewelry if it shine
Man, I'm cappin, I be put up in the crib
Judge I be lyin
We on the block
We front line
Nigga come round with a gun
He gettin slimmed
She with her twin
They both fine
One want me, one want my brother
Now she mine