Blocka Blocka

Ayo, is that that Mexican OT?

-French! Shoot, French!

-Ride, ride with my gorillas Like we all dressed up in bait Blocka, blocka, we milly rock 'em And make 'em Harlem shake

Choppa, choppa, that chopper ring I got eight gold rings, four gold chains And one gold tooth Like I'm choppa, choppa ring Choppa, choppa, choppa ring, ha Pull up in a drop top and scratch off all of his paint, ha In that boy Rarara, fa-fa and break the lane, ha Smoking on that Lala and sipping Bobba that drank, right Now the gospel, it's time for you to do your open brain surgery I'm inside of your hood tryna do me your brain burglary Who ain't heard of me? I make it rain burgundy

Another body on the block, now it's in pain, burning me I'm off eight tabs of acid, my brain's oozing out my ear I pull the tongue to meet us and when you scream,

I can hear it clear Cut his head off and I saw it back on the body of a deer I don't know if the acid hitting or I can smell his fucking fear, bitch

What the fuck is you talking about?

Fuck that, fuck talking, stomp him out Chop him down, then they chalk him out, bitch

What the fuck is you talking about?

Fuck that, fuck talking, stomp him out Chop him down, then they chalk him out Ride, ride with my gorillas Like we all dressed up in bait Blocka, blocka, we milly rock 'em And make 'em Harlem shake Choppa, choppa, that chopper ring I got eight gold rings, four gold chains And one gold tooth Like

I'm choppa, choppa ring Choppa, choppa, choppa ring, ha Pull up in a drop top and scratch off all of his paint, ha In that boy Rarara, fa-fa and break the lane, ha

Smoking on that Lala and sipping Bobba that drank, right

Ayy, belligerent, them boys feeling froggy, they move amphibious You jumping and get your ass stomped, dumping on every nemesis Niggas throwing signs, they a bunch of shinobi villagers And Ultra Ground is nothing but reapers, we moving militant We're ill intent, very intelligent, act illiterate To get into position of power, that's an antithesis OT, that be my Mexican, nothing less of it

I pledge allegiance to dollar bills, them dead presidents Assassinated, leave my adversaries dilapidated So many bitch-ass niggas in this game, it's oversaturated

Find your body dead in the ocean, he'll be aight though Niggas try to fuck with the -Scythe, you get sliced, ho -Ride, ride with my gorillas Like we all dressed up in bait Blocka, blocka, we milly rock 'em And make 'em Harlem shake

Choppa, choppa, that chopper ring I got eight gold rings, four gold chains And one gold tooth Like I'm choppa, choppa ring Choppa, choppa, choppa ring, ha Pull up in a drop top and scratch off all of his paint, ha In that boy Rarara, fa-fa and break the lane, ha Smoking on that Lala and sipping Bobba that drank, right