tha block is hot

Singer:lil' wayne

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 pumped in caves and

hollygrove 17th

the hood where i was raised in

niggaz bustin heads and

runnin duckin feds and

rocks under they tongues and

ki's under they beds and

do it for the real niggaz

twenty-four seven hustlers

ehhh

until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers

ain't no love for them busta

no pimp for no coward

no respect for 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

fold it up what they drain

some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins

from the home of the game

jackin and crackin brains

broadcastin live from tha block it's lil' wayne

nigga you got that llello?

well cook something nigga

nigga you let them k's go?

well bust somethin nigga

are you duckin that law?

you better run from em nigga

are you playin with that raw?

well won't you front somethin nigga

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. see where i'm from we keep our guns out

dodgin cops and burnin blocks

cause we be thugged out

it's time to floss

two big bodies on broad south

and they got quarter staffs and birds that run the house

it's all good in the hood hustlin like illegal

soon as you get it

hot skirt

like for 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 on 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 it's 400 degreez"

Lyric Context: tha block is hot - lil' wayne