[Lyrics] Lil Wayne – Tha Block Is Hot Lyrics

Wha’ wha’, wha’ wha’, wha’ wha’, wha’ wha’, what
Straight off the block, 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
Hollygrove 17th, the hood where I was raised and (what, what, what)
Niggas bustin’ heads and, runnin’ duckin’ Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers
Ain’t no love for no busta, no fear for no coward
No respect for no slut, and no money without power
We keepin’ niggas hotter (ugh), nasty and sour
Pile up in the Eddie Bauer and blocka at every hour
Some niggas like that powder, foldin’ up with that drain
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh)
From the home of the ‘caine, jackin’ and crackin’ brains
Broadcastin’ live from the block it’s Lil’ Wayne (who it is?)
Well cook somethin’, nigga
(Nigga you let them K’s go?)
Well bust somethin’, nigga
(Are you duckin’ the law?)
You better run from ’em, nigga
(Are you playin’ with that raw?)
Well look here, front somethin’, nigga
(The block is hot, the block is hot ha, ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha, ha-ha
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha, ha-ha
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha
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, two big bodies on dubs out
And they got quarters, halves and birds in one house (I got it, I got it)
It’s all good in the hood, hustlin’ like it’s legal
Soon as you get it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto’
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
This every day, at the spot where niggas murder off top, boy
It’s the spot where they got fire girls and hot boys
We don’t know what be goin’ but we so blunted from trees
And we’ll be round ya all day (why?), ’til we “400 Degreez”
And you see when it get dark, nobody be on the porch
They got a nigga that on a scarf, he flippin’ out off that raw
Betta stay in yo’ car, and make sure your door is locked
‘Cause this ain’t nothin’ proper, ’cause the block, is (tss) hot
Well cook somethin’, nigga
(Nigga you let them K’s go?)
Well bust somethin’, nigga
(Are you duckin’ the law?)
You better run from ’em, nigga
(Are you playin’ with that raw?)
Well look here, front somethin’, nigga
(The block is hot, the block is hot ha, ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha, ha-ha
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha, ha-ha
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha
See watch your step on my set, ya gotta walk light, 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, niggas 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
Catch your breath, now sh, catch a slug
It’s street smarts, plenty niggas that keep sparks
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
One move blow his cactuses off
Well cook somethin’, nigga
(Nigga you let them K’s go?)
Well bust somethin’, nigga
(Are you duckin’ the law?)
You better run from ’em, nigga
(Are you playin’ with that raw?)
Well look here, front somethin’, nigga
(The block is hot, the block is hot ha, ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha, ha-ha
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha, ha-ha
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha
Woo, some people call me cause the block is hot
Bust ya guns cause the block is hot
Nigga shh, cook it up, cause the block is hot
Say lil’ Daddy, “Just hook it up, cause the block is hot”
Woo, some people call me cause the block is hot
Bust ya guns cause the block is hot
Nigga shh, cook it up, cause the block is hot
Say lil’ Daddy, “Just hook it up, cause the 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