Tha Block Is Hot - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Tha Block Is Hot - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Album | Tha Block Is Hot |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carter, Thomas | |
| Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, what | |
| Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trustin no man | |
| Got my glock cocked, runnin this thing, ya understand | |
| We be steamin.. blazin.. nines, pumps, and k's, and | |
| Holly grove 17th, (what) tha hood where i (what) was raised in (what) | |
| Niggaz bustin heads and, runnin duckin feds and | |
| Rocks under they tongues and, ki's under they beds and | |
| Hood fulla real niggaz, twenty-four seven hustlers | |
| Ehhh, until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers | |
| Ain't no love for no busta, no fear for no coward | |
| No respect from no stunt, and no money without power | |
| We keepin niggaz hotter, ewwww nasty and sour | |
| Pile up in the eddie bauer and blaka at every hour | |
| Some niggaz like that powder, foldin up what they drain | |
| Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh) | |
| From the home of that 'caine, jackin and crackin brains | |
| Broadcastin live from tha block it's lil' wayne (who it is?) | |
| Chorus: b.g. and juvenile, lil' wayne | |
| Juve: nigga you got that llello? | |
| B.g.: well cook something nigga | |
| Juve: nigga you let them k's go? | |
| B.g.: well bust somethin nigga | |
| Juve: are you duckin that law? | |
| B.g.: you better run from em nigga | |
| Juve: are you playin with that raw? | |
| B.g.: well won't you front somethin nigga | |
| [wayne] tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha-ha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha-ha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha-ha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha.. | |
| [lil' wayne] | |
| See where i'm from we keep our guns out | |
| Dodgin cops and burnin blocks, so we be thugged out | |
| It's time to floss, bring the big bodies on dubs out | |
| And they got quarters, halfs, and birds in that one house (i got it) | |
| (i got it) it's all good in the hood but a lot illegal | |
| Soon as you get it, hot skirt, there go them people | |
| Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto' | |
| End up in miss taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch | |
| This everyday, at the spot where niggaz murder off top, boy | |
| It's the spot where they got fire girls and hot, boys | |
| We don't know what be goin cause we so blunted from trees | |
| And we'll be round ya all day til we "400 degreez" | |
| And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the pulpit | |
| They got a nigga got on a scarf, he flippin out off that raw | |
| Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure (beep beep) your door is locked | |
| Cause this ain't nuttin proper, cause tha block, is jusssst hot | |
| Chorus | |
| [lil' wayne] | |
| See watch your step on my set, gotta walk like, talk like | |
| We done shot out all the street lights | |
| So you can't see who we be like | |
| And we like, to dress in all black up in my residence | |
| Ain't got on no suits, cause we ain't tryin to be presidents | |
| And ever since the coke drought, niggaz been on a trip y'all | |
| So you better watch what y'all playin wit | |
| Cause a nigga will try to flip y'all | |
| They hit y'all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug | |
| Hahhhh, catch your breath, now shhhhh, catch a slug | |
| It's street smarts, plenty niggaz that keep spots | |
| When the heat starts, ain't nobody got sweethearts | |
| Callin weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk | |
| We cut your week short, them lil' boys don't give a damn | |
| Go all out for that cake, won't hesitate to kill a man | |
| Run in his house and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam | |
| Tie em up put em in the vans, then put a gat in his jaws | |
| ... tch, one move blow his cactuses off | |
| Chorus | |
| [lil' wayne] | |
| Whoot! some people call me cause tha block is hot | |
| Shk-a-blaow! bust ya guns cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga chshhhhh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Say look daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga whoot! some people call me cause tha block is hot | |
| Shk-a-blaow! bust ya guns cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga chshhhhh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Say look daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn | |
| My block on fire, nigga what about yours? | |
| Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn | |
| My block on fire, nigga what about yours? | |
| The block is hot ha ha ha ha |
| zuo ci : Carter, Thomas | |
| Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, what | |
| Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trustin no man | |
| Got my glock cocked, runnin this thing, ya understand | |
| We be steamin.. blazin.. nines, pumps, and k' s, and | |
| Holly grove 17th, what tha hood where i what was raised in what | |
| Niggaz bustin heads and, runnin duckin feds and | |
| Rocks under they tongues and, ki' s under they beds and | |
| Hood fulla real niggaz, twentyfour seven hustlers | |
| Ehhh, until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers | |
| Ain' t no love for no busta, no fear for no coward | |
| No respect from no stunt, and no money without power | |
| We keepin niggaz hotter, ewwww nasty and sour | |
| Pile up in the eddie bauer and blaka at every hour | |
| Some niggaz like that powder, foldin up what they drain | |
| Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins oh | |
| From the home of that ' caine, jackin and crackin brains | |
| Broadcastin live from tha block it' s lil' wayne who it is? | |
| Chorus: b. g. and juvenile, lil' wayne | |
| Juve: nigga you got that llello? | |
| B. g.: well cook something nigga | |
| Juve: nigga you let them k' s go? | |
| B. g.: well bust somethin nigga | |
| Juve: are you duckin that law? | |
| B. g.: you better run from em nigga | |
| Juve: are you playin with that raw? | |
| B. g.: well won' t you front somethin nigga | |
| wayne tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, haha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, haha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, haha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha.. | |
| lil' wayne | |
| See where i' m from we keep our guns out | |
| Dodgin cops and burnin blocks, so we be thugged out | |
| It' s time to floss, bring the big bodies on dubs out | |
| And they got quarters, halfs, and birds in that one house i got it | |
| i got it it' s all good in the hood but a lot illegal | |
| Soon as you get it, hot skirt, there go them people | |
| Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto' | |
| End up in miss taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch | |
| This everyday, at the spot where niggaz murder off top, boy | |
| It' s the spot where they got fire girls and hot, boys | |
| We don' t know what be goin cause we so blunted from trees | |
| And we' ll be round ya all day til we " 400 degreez" | |
| And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the pulpit | |
| They got a nigga got on a scarf, he flippin out off that raw | |
| Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure beep beep your door is locked | |
| Cause this ain' t nuttin proper, cause tha block, is jusssst hot | |
| Chorus | |
| lil' wayne | |
| See watch your step on my set, gotta walk like, talk like | |
| We done shot out all the street lights | |
| So you can' t see who we be like | |
| And we like, to dress in all black up in my residence | |
| Ain' t got on no suits, cause we ain' t tryin to be presidents | |
| And ever since the coke drought, niggaz been on a trip y' all | |
| So you better watch what y' all playin wit | |
| Cause a nigga will try to flip y' all | |
| They hit y' all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug | |
| Hahhhh, catch your breath, now shhhhh, catch a slug | |
| It' s street smarts, plenty niggaz that keep spots | |
| When the heat starts, ain' t nobody got sweethearts | |
| Callin weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk | |
| We cut your week short, them lil' boys don' t give a damn | |
| Go all out for that cake, won' t hesitate to kill a man | |
| Run in his house and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam | |
| Tie em up put em in the vans, then put a gat in his jaws | |
| ... tch, one move blow his cactuses off | |
| Chorus | |
| lil' wayne | |
| Whoot! some people call me cause tha block is hot | |
| Shkablaow! bust ya guns cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga chshhhhh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Say look daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga whoot! some people call me cause tha block is hot | |
| Shkablaow! bust ya guns cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga chshhhhh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Say look daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn | |
| My block on fire, nigga what about yours? | |
| Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn | |
| My block on fire, nigga what about yours? | |
| The block is hot ha ha ha ha |
| zuò cí : Carter, Thomas | |
| Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, what | |
| Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trustin no man | |
| Got my glock cocked, runnin this thing, ya understand | |
| We be steamin.. blazin.. nines, pumps, and k' s, and | |
| Holly grove 17th, what tha hood where i what was raised in what | |
| Niggaz bustin heads and, runnin duckin feds and | |
| Rocks under they tongues and, ki' s under they beds and | |
| Hood fulla real niggaz, twentyfour seven hustlers | |
| Ehhh, until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers | |
| Ain' t no love for no busta, no fear for no coward | |
| No respect from no stunt, and no money without power | |
| We keepin niggaz hotter, ewwww nasty and sour | |
| Pile up in the eddie bauer and blaka at every hour | |
| Some niggaz like that powder, foldin up what they drain | |
| Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins oh | |
| From the home of that ' caine, jackin and crackin brains | |
| Broadcastin live from tha block it' s lil' wayne who it is? | |
| Chorus: b. g. and juvenile, lil' wayne | |
| Juve: nigga you got that llello? | |
| B. g.: well cook something nigga | |
| Juve: nigga you let them k' s go? | |
| B. g.: well bust somethin nigga | |
| Juve: are you duckin that law? | |
| B. g.: you better run from em nigga | |
| Juve: are you playin with that raw? | |
| B. g.: well won' t you front somethin nigga | |
| wayne tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, haha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, haha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, haha | |
| Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha.. | |
| lil' wayne | |
| See where i' m from we keep our guns out | |
| Dodgin cops and burnin blocks, so we be thugged out | |
| It' s time to floss, bring the big bodies on dubs out | |
| And they got quarters, halfs, and birds in that one house i got it | |
| i got it it' s all good in the hood but a lot illegal | |
| Soon as you get it, hot skirt, there go them people | |
| Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto' | |
| End up in miss taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch | |
| This everyday, at the spot where niggaz murder off top, boy | |
| It' s the spot where they got fire girls and hot, boys | |
| We don' t know what be goin cause we so blunted from trees | |
| And we' ll be round ya all day til we " 400 degreez" | |
| And you see where niggaz go, nobody be on the pulpit | |
| They got a nigga got on a scarf, he flippin out off that raw | |
| Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure beep beep your door is locked | |
| Cause this ain' t nuttin proper, cause tha block, is jusssst hot | |
| Chorus | |
| lil' wayne | |
| See watch your step on my set, gotta walk like, talk like | |
| We done shot out all the street lights | |
| So you can' t see who we be like | |
| And we like, to dress in all black up in my residence | |
| Ain' t got on no suits, cause we ain' t tryin to be presidents | |
| And ever since the coke drought, niggaz been on a trip y' all | |
| So you better watch what y' all playin wit | |
| Cause a nigga will try to flip y' all | |
| They hit y' all, jam you up and put a gun to your jug | |
| Hahhhh, catch your breath, now shhhhh, catch a slug | |
| It' s street smarts, plenty niggaz that keep spots | |
| When the heat starts, ain' t nobody got sweethearts | |
| Callin weak shots, you could come try to cheap talk | |
| We cut your week short, them lil' boys don' t give a damn | |
| Go all out for that cake, won' t hesitate to kill a man | |
| Run in his house and kidnap the nigga, him and his fam | |
| Tie em up put em in the vans, then put a gat in his jaws | |
| ... tch, one move blow his cactuses off | |
| Chorus | |
| lil' wayne | |
| Whoot! some people call me cause tha block is hot | |
| Shkablaow! bust ya guns cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga chshhhhh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Say look daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga whoot! some people call me cause tha block is hot | |
| Shkablaow! bust ya guns cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga chshhhhh, cook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Say look daddy, just hook it up, cause tha block is hot | |
| Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn | |
| My block on fire, nigga what about yours? | |
| Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn | |
| My block on fire, nigga what about yours? | |
| The block is hot ha ha ha ha |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)