block of rock (for years)

yo

yo

i wanna welcome

welcome everyone to hustletown

are we recording?

alright let's do this fellas. for years i've been working on the block of rock

for years i've been keeping nina glock on cock. for years homeboy

for years. now if you wanna battle me then it's on

i'm blowed while i'm creeping up whip out my tek so now you gone. you shouldn't have tried that set up now you ass is getting wet up

cuz real g's from the southeast will leave you haters trying to get up

you'll definitely get dealt with if your bitch ass has a death wish

and on your grave i tag

it's the motherfucking rick that you don't mess with

so let me keep stressing that lesson

to all y'all players and y'all haters

haters keep watching y'all back

and y'all players keep creeping and stacking that paper

now why do these haters wanna plex

why do they wanna be starting mess

get the fuck out my face is what i suggest

cause i really don't think that you wanna test this mex

coming straight out the south east side of that tex

so if there's something you gotta get off your chest

it's best that you don't express it. it's hard enough for a messican

so i really don't need all that plexing

there's all kinds of player haters out there

so please wait let me tell you about those. first you got them fraud ass hoes

then you got them fraud popo's

then you got them fraud ass niggas in the street

who just wanna plex and take yours

guess who's back from the pen

out to win

sipping gin with my kin folk

gots the grin on my face when i come through

if you ain't down with these g's motherfuck you

cause there's a straight up struggle in my barrio

second ward getting high on the patio

and when i'm wet i'm a threat to a rival set

i get respect when i step with my new tek

don't sweat i check hoes daily

on the regular talking to your lady

on the cellular creeping on the lowride

in the middle of the night with no lights

in the four-five

chilling at the dope house

low-g is something you don't know about

little tricks on my dick twenty-four seven

treat them like a bitch

and still got them hoes begging. keep it real for my people

i fear no evil

staying high till i die flying like a eagle

you're superficial talking about life with a pistol

but youse a hoe living life clean as a whistle

my missles

oh they do leave body dimples

attack your whole staff like a pack full of pitbulls. you simple

i'm complex

and coming on next

oh take a wild guess

the south park mex

spark sess blow smoke in the darkness

you don't wanna start mess with the heartless

i be the smartest

hottest

artist. my gm shine brighter than the golden arches

shooting star yes

ol trick no blow indo

before they kick door

then flip coke

tip-toe to the top

tellin thug tales of wicked love spells

hoes and drug sales

some fell

in fact it's most

so a toast to my niggas who died in the smoke. h-town

hustletown

did this for y'all

my boy low-g.